Archive for March 25, 2012


We were on top of the dune,
arms around each other,
watching our united shades
in the warm sand beneath,
when you suddenly let go

and I tumbled
and fell into thorny branches
aching my legs, face, arms;

further away from love,
nothing to hold on to,
all ground disappeared.

Even when I landed,
there was nothing left
but the shade of the dune.

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