leonard daranjo Poems

I have worn out verdant regions with my feet
Chasing after butterflies
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Delicately disturbed -
Frail clouds of sand particles
Obscure vision
In a limpid pool
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I

When you look into my eyes, I wonder –
If at times – you see the setting sun
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I walked out of her house
Got on my bike
Without even wishing her good bye
The strain of the argument
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