Do not think of me

talk of me

look for me.

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Do not love me

hold me

Do not search crowds for my face.

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Leave no nook, no cranny,

no cave, no cavern,

no place, no ocean,

forget me everything.

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It is too horrible to hope for you.

Can you describe: no, you cannot.

Across a crowded room,

When love walks in.

poem - July 2016

When I find you,

I promise to love you like a cauliflower stem.

Wrapping, encircling, lifting and loving.

Hesitant to unfurl.

poem - October 2017