.mist hangs in the morning
over beds of roses
my eye closes just to
open up again
i hear them way up
on the high gazebo
with a spiral staircase twisting
from the brick-laid ground
i hear them with my eyes i
hear them red and misty and i
wait for them to kiss me and i.
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