Erwin Maramat Poems

To understand love you

must do without your eyes,
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With grease;

with grime;
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So he says walk a mile in my shoes;

to which I reply, I ain't got any!
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How do I temper the silence raging inside?

When it holds all my secrets, who do I confide?
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A girl.

A kindling to light up sleepy stars in a cold universe engulfed by the darkness.
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For all I know we were strewn across galaxies

and caught in the day's misty light
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As you lift your cloudless eyes,

your words—a clockwork of divine beauty—
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In the beginning,

that beginning,
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She

a scented mist
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Sirens blaring and rushing at the scene; Blue and red gliding on the surface of windows of indifferent onlookers who are stretching their necks as far they could,
Before being a resident of a chalk outline in a back alley,
I can imagine light growing dim in her eyes, like a dying ember bracing itself against the cold November air,
I can imagine life gushing out and spirit walking toward the light,
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