and this wind sails over
the disquieted sea and rambles
like the new clad bridegroom
seeking her in the horizon
and in the vastness of your dark sky
like the fermented berry that spilled
and colored its dread locks and curls
i lie down shrunk and shriveled as the stars
and when i danced in the prancing moonlight of you
the beetles of the night brazed
onto myself as some palm, lifting its murmur
onto my ears, i thought i heard you
and in solo soliloquies to the sea
i ascribed my experiences with you
for then the beach concocted sandcastles
upon which i perched your memories
and i leave in a train that trundles through the rails
that are cold and frigid in your absence
foreknowing forever that your presence
will still linger in this empty coaches
and mazily i walk over this cosmos
a jaywalker across the stars and the planets
drawing my telescopic gaze in search of your stellar eyes
when you bloomed and sprouted as the orchid in my orchard
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