A forest grows in us

A forest grows in us

sunswept sounds

in our sleep, smile.

 

We give our world

garble of heartbeats

wrapped around

 

each other, like

trees wrap around

each other.

 

A swarm of promises,

like moths sprung —

flicker of this across

his awakening face.

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La Primavera

(he slept in his clothes

and beautiful

is a jealous god

 

brick on brick

that knows itself

from the times before

 

and yet

paying my rent

on the fall of your hair

 

considerations:

the price of tobacco

la primavera

 

It makes sense

the way bricks do math

the rest of my life

 

putting on his shoes

and totally absorbing

and I guessed I belonged