Dosvedanya Rashia

I wish for you
To think back,
Before the time
We first met,
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I would wish for a man
To love me, maybe,
Without laughter or contempt
Of my years…
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It was a rainy day today,
After the hot sunshine
Baked painfully across our backs
In the afternoon
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I like the smell of Myrrh,
The Scent of Hao Fong;
Masculine, and Warm
Like Chinese silk wrapped
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His Hair is Black and smoothly wavy
Shining in the florescent light, with grey
Diamonds, saddening his twenty years
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My Eyes on the ground,
Littered it with tears and scorn
The remnants of him
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The patio blooms
With athelas..
A golden spring
I'd never dared
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An automn day
but still apearing
like springtime
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The things you say to me
You whom I love, and you whom
Are loved by me
Make my heart return to a former Time
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My tulips, pink and perfect
Half opened in the morning light
Green bows of silky texture
Like Emeralds of chlorophyll
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My dearest Rashia
Can you know my contemplations
while I linger in the garden
By the sunken place
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Too many
conflicts, fights
arguments and
bad words,
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At my terminal I type,
trying not to look ahead,
night time a nightmare,
gazing through the darkness
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The way he walks
Is really quite
Something
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Do you recall?
That time a year ago.
When happiness for a brief time
visited you and I?
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Standing there
On the foot path
You leave me,
Without a word
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gun!

bu hao!
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A night of love and dreams
But then they turned to nightmares
Myself, I glimpsed in a dreadful pit
Sundered, and punished.
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Your voice is like
a mystery to me,
deep and warm as honey
flowing down in soft folds
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