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Kite Flier
by Larry Jaffe

You are the butterfly
who escaped reason
whirling your colors
in empathy
as your tongue
disdains excuses.

– the room grows darker
with your departure

I wander relentless
pursuing your silent
wing falls
drinking deeply
at your draught.

– I follow
a desert dream

While you dance
to the music
of the wind
I fly kites
in hopes
of distracting you.

I could be blind
and know you
are beautiful.

 


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