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yesterday.
sometimes, now,
either late at night,
after a movie,
book,
or very very early
in the morning
at dusk
i will think of you.
and me.
when youth curled our smiles
effortlessly and we walked with our
browning etnies on the streets
past buildings passed time and
laughed.
sometimes
late
or early
i will remember
i will close
my eyes and feel
16
17
18 even feel
the world small
in our palms when
we really believed
we might get an apartment together
when we really
believed
things would work out when we
dreamed we would be together forever and
forgot to call ourselves fools.
sometimes, i will remember to experience
the pain of losing you
late at night and then i will go to sleep.
sometimes i will wake with your soul in my mouth
and i will let out a poem with your name
get up
and get on with my day.
