Melanie Simms Poems

My son doesn't know
His own strength;
Shadows flicker across the room,
Ducks, rabbits
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Shall I trust the moon?
She flirts behind purple clouds
Veiling her luminous face
Like a naughty trickster
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I wait outside your adobe
For the light to come on in your window.
I wait alone in the darkness
Looking for you in the moonlight.
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Distracted by the silence
I turn on the radio;
Enrique croons,
'Let me be your hero, '
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