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There were the windows without curtains

By July 24, 2019June 16th, 2020No Comments

There were the windows
without curtains,
There was an ocean
without water,
stepping in slowly,
inside the me and the cotton-walled
where the pink beach
were shoulders and arms,
where the waves were the veins and lines,
where the lifeguards were flowers
standing along the baseboards,
where a jellyfish was an orchid
paused in a grand-plié,
where no dunes were spotted,
neither the wind,
Only the smiling shoreline
of lips.
I could go no father than the edge of the sun –
one’s heart.