Jennifer Rosario Poems

When I was young,
I believed I could fly
if I closed my eyes tight enough.
I rolled down hills
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As I walk along cobblestones
I see the drowning faces of yesterday's infants
pale from the winter skies.
The youth, with vacant eyes and dread-locked hair,
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I've become stricken
With the notion
That I may never get well.
I may never feel the richness
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It's one of
those nights
The kind that drives you
back
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Your words envelop my soul.
They press into me like fire
On the coldest of nights.
When I hear your voice
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I want to write. I want to paint. I want to take pictures of the sun.
I want to feel you in all I do. I want you to come through it all.
I want to struggle with paint and guitar, photo and sea to get a glimpse of you,
to feel you in the air surrounding me.
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Swept.
specks of dust
turn like tumbleweeds.
Collected
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We're looking for a love
A love, that will make the hurt subside
But the love we find brings us closer to our death
Our bodies are tools
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Where does it go?
How does it
travel so,
quick
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solid lines and silky vines
wrapping around a hollow center
light trace of a woven embrace
pushing through with all its might
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