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i.
roses and roses,
that’s all you see. 
you laugh at the way
the moon rises—
so romantically. 
letters and 
sweaters,
dreams and 
cloudy streams. 
you look like the sunrise—
you look like the sea. 

ii.
i lost you 
on a sunny day. 
the clouds parted,
and you flew away. 
floors of daisies
and handfuls of almonds
are all you left 
behind. 

iii. 
leather books on shelves
keep me company. 
a caged bird is singing,
begging to be free. 
but i don’t think about 
all that i’ve missed. 
instead i stack jars
of honey against the 
walls of my room.

iv.
he gave me
a basket of tangerines. 
we laughed 
(and i cried)
until he said goodbye.  
but i wrote my
way out. 

v.
i don’t think i miss
baskets of tangerines
or old, wrinkled maps
of the world. 
i don’t think i miss
my thudding heart
or burning cheeks. 

vi. 
warm summer days

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