on the seams of my skin
longing's
cyclone lament
once we were hungry
face to face
hand in hand
an eye for an eye
admiring in the orchards
quarreling;
the moon hemmed
in the tallest branches
wordy memories of feasts
the soar of the sky
the sail of my cries
the crest of a smile
on the seams of my skin
_
longing's
cyclone lament
once we were hungry
face to face
hand in hand
an eye for an eye
admiring in the orchards
quarreling;
the moon hemmed
in the tallest branches
wordy memories of feasts
the soar of the sky
the sail of my cries
the crest of a smile
on the seams of my skin
_
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