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my love, I thinkI flourish in winter,for while I slepta serene dreambrushed its lips againstmy cheek and fora small moment ofnaivety and frailtyI saw you andyou saw me—your eyes spoke whatyour scarlet mouth couldn'tand I listened,your hands trembl...

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my love, I think
I flourish in winter,
for while I slept
a serene dream
brushed its lips against
my cheek and for
a small moment of
naivety and frailty
I saw you and
you saw me—
your eyes spoke what
your scarlet mouth couldn't
and I listened,
your hands trembled
as did I
at the thought of
what they want to
write on my naked body— 
solo mia, solo mia.


my love, I think
I flourish in winter,
for when I awoke
a snowflake sunk
into the fullness of
my lips and then
I knew I'd been
kissed by you,
so I smile
as I stand by
the window where for
a small moment of
naivety and frailty
I wallow in my joy,
for I know too
it will last not.


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