Windsor Guadalupe Jr. Poems

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1.
November, Feverish

November,
days, feverish and quivering
like a child
left in the cold.
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2.
Gaze

i like what looking at you does to me -
in your eyes are mundane insignias: two twilights,
hands like two pale lovers,
and my head on your bosom in this thinking
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3.
Alive

smeared by the intimation of trouble:
your first grip on my wrist
holding the palpable weight
of the world;
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