Elvis Lantan Biography

I heard the poets
How they spoke
“Don’t leave me, ” they said—
“We’re going home now.”
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Between a rose and a treasure box
From the window of that shop, I chose you

But of all I have and all I need
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I envy the painters
Those that create mountains
And dispose of grief with subtle beauty
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I love you when you are in a quiet stare
Away from me—
When I whisper, ‘I love you’
And my words do not reach you
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The piano came to me
It could not find the right key
Apparently it was looking for a door
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