Untitled #134 / I Had Mastered Her Hair

I had mastered her hair, her cheeks
her arms, her legs, her lips
but, ah, her eyes! her eyes! her eyes!
her eyes! God, I’ve never cried this hard before!
The card house crumbles!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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