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The Willow

The Willow

Thus, from the Willow

I stepped into splattered sunlight

And traced the rays and shadows

With my eyes. I climb

Up each spire, like an escalator

Till warmth and cold were home.

I meet the sun. Face to face.

I brush his nose.

soak his eyes.

Know his smile.

And feel his gaze.

I give the kiss he’d given me, except

To his feet. And I weep, freely.


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