Ryan Cole Biography

Do you still love me, she asks
fragile moment, simple words
Fear and longing mingled like our breaths
hanging precariously in the air
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She moves across the heavens
passing Venus and Mars with her fingers crossed
Unbound by any laws known to Newton or Einstein
Eclipsing sun and moon
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Dawn
In my youth only seen as the end of the night
As a challenge to be faced in the hours
between last call and someone’s bed
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Russian women, she says,

Learn young how to move their hands
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Another Tuesday morning

up before the sun
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