You Poem by A Waltz For Zizi

You



...and you are all these women
who reserved parts of my heart,
like I was hiding a hotel in my chest;

..and when they left,
things were lost, maybe intentionally:
smiles, scents, colors;

that feared and grasped the paper
with the intention of
a kind response;

but out of them, I remember
not them, but you,
your birth and your first smile.

Thursday, September 8, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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