observed to wish and blow, with a kiss
your smile inspires soft breath
and thoughtful dare
that maybe, in the breeze, my eyelash will seduce the fates
and
you will kiss me
the disappearance of dozens daily
would be alright
if that one
if that one could conspire your soul
to dance
with mine
eyelash-less…
but my wish might come, tonight.
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