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River Rocks


The way she walks transmogrifies

My brain into soft clouds and kites

When below is where reality lies

Sweetly, strongly, in those silt brown eyes

 

Around those black river rocks, madsmoothed

By what, I’ll never know, until I lose

Control to that memory of fingers fused

In streambed sand held fast enough to bruise

 

But beneath, behind, lies a thousand miles

Of universe unspoken, obsidian unfiled

Night the shade of river rocks reviled

By needing hands, caught in snares of smiles

 

But when she turns away to go, I find

That sway, that river flow, transcend the sky

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