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Green Eyes

There are moments when

Things revolve around me and

I think that there might

Be a way to move


I can see

Green eyes, or an awkwardness

Onstage, the scent of

A particular past, a touch

Of my arm. No harsh,

Sneers, sighs. Instead, a glass ruby

With wine, a trumpet

Or double bass, tells

Me I'm worth more than

I feel.

You know, not

For long, but just long enough,

These moments come, take

Me unawares, allow me

To breathe, hope, think and

See, that really this

Might just, just be...


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