The rose we cuddled
Has withered in your palm.
You no longer flaut the rose,
But the
Gaze in your eyes tells the exodus.
You never tell we're at crossroad
But your Samaritan thigh(s)
Was already my stranger.
You didn't run away
You ambled away
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April, 2018
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