The cherry flowers ropes
tear and the ajar window
to you I cannot yet touch it
for fear that it would unravel
I cannot get up
to split the dark light in the wind
the wind by the dark light
running towards my insteps are heavy
from the wedding
the wedding that wrapped
my soul and the sky in lying clouds
locking them into a ring
frozen
under the tongue
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Published on e-Stories.org on 31.03.2010.
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