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The throw of a dart, another place on the list

An undiscovered land, to the soles of my shoes

A lone traveller, walking the night

 

A foreign tongue, spinning me dizzy

The enchantment of the place wearing thin

I drag myself out once more, to take hold of the day

But find my way back, to sit in the light of the early morning

Waiting for my way home

 

 

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Cherry Blossom

 

A look out the window

A glance

A flicker of the eye

Over that tree

Its branches move in the wind

A silent dance to the sound of whistles

And howls and steady breaths

That float through the wind

And land on its pink petals

Blushing

It’s temporary

But more solid than you’ll ever be

In his life

And in your own

But you can’t help it

Wanting to go out there

To pick one of those pink petals

To hand it to him

Blushing.

Cherry Blossom