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Feather duster.
Birdcage made of whispers.
Tail of a black cat.
I’m a child running
With open scissors.
My eyes are bandaged.
You are a heart pounding
In a dark forest.
The shriek from the Ferris wheel.
That’s it, bruja
With arms akimbo
Stamping your foot.
Night at the fair.
Woodwind band.
Two blind pickpockets in the crowd.
Nice poetry. A poem for Valentine`s?
I will post love poems the entire February, Ephraim. It might be too embarrassing to share mine so I’ll share my favorites away.
Thank you for dropping by.