the way I remember


in the morning rain

 when the light is gray
and the ground is clean

   something like wind

 reminds me of
a dry night
filled with stars

 your hands
on my neck
dust at my feet

 the moon



   our first kiss

a fire falls

time is cold air

I close my eyes



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