Poem 3

It was simple, if I loved you, you loved me.
We were walking
Nikemates.
Because we had wings in our shoes.
I fought for you.
With pistols and arrows.
You would come.
I would wait for you
Are you coming?
We are convinced of us.
At some points
that is not the same as the future.

poem 2

both 

looking

that we were inside each other

passing through 

be together

talking to our solar plexus

we smile and take ourselves seriously

our love is a sun between buildings

insisting

for cities

there is nothing to hope for

poem

This morning

All I want is to paint

And that you are with me

We will gather in conversations.

Let's keep peonies in our coats

And I will not give you a lint, because I found you and I love you

I will put my hand in your heart when we have sleep.

And to understand the position of the spoon

we will go to look for a ball bug.

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