Saturday, September 13, 2014

the first one

you can't
tell her how lovely
her poem is.
how small and delicate
the bones
of it are.
how subtle
and sexy the words
flow
like a whisper
into my ear.
you can't tell
her any of that,
but you can tell
her to take out one
word or two.
then move on
to the next one,
always keeping
the first
one near.

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