in the lovely triangle between us the fine wrinkles around your eyes fly to me
your hair pulled behind your ears reveal the awesome destiny of my eyes
the coffee and water shared between us more precious than your crystal ring
the translucent leaf of your heart offered me as a gesture of peace
hung by me as a window to you time always noticed when too late
the infinite gift is always sweet when infinitely given
a crystal water drop hanging frozen solid until you wake
sweet separation sweet friendship, if only tears could tell
love’s fortune is accepting the brown curvature of the heart
red curvature of farewell temporary if heart could tell
the future if heart could tell the future if heart could well
i may be bourgeois in my scruples loving you
i’m not a bourgeois fucking you fire rises to complete its goal a trembling perfect lapping you
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