A Prose Poem (Pt. 1)
Location
85353
United States
33° 25' 1.0416" N, 112° 16' 27.0048" W
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I love
the sound of the ocean
when you brush through
your short hair.
I love
the murky peridot
balls sitting beneath
your blackened eyelids.
I love
the gray things,
the soft things,
that fuzz up my image
of him.
I love
the dusk
and how it outlines
your coming.
I love
the cold ice
in your sunflower glass
that's long past melting.
I love
the spirit's breath
that keeps every time
you go.
I love
the subtle
confusion
wrought by
your evening curves.
I love
you
and your casual likeness
and how
you have accepted me.