that cloud is poised above your lovely face
by jacob erin-cilberto

the blasphemous mountains
pivot between our hearts
a lonely Cessna’s drone
parlays a message

Two lovers straining
to hear each other’s
echoes
the sound of whispering Redwoods

I can almost see you
within each sigh
the peaks so high
with nonchalance

at our resolute tears
that touch each other’s cheek
those blasphemous mountains

I swear to myself



 

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