I love you
How do we come to be here next to each other in the night,
where are the stars that show us to our love inevitable,
outside the leaves flames usual in darkness and the rain.
Falls cool and blissed on the holy flesh,
the black men waiting on the corner for a womenly mirage,
I am amazed by peace,
it is this possiblity of you asleep and breathing
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