Love Poem

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The twilight of your face,
the unknown bird in your voice,
drew me to your eyes’ green vision,

your song about a moment
that stood in the shadow
of a moon vulnerability,

a Natalie I saw standing alone,
at your friend Carolyn’s party
years ago, where you called

me to your side, and I held my heart,
cupped in the palm of my life,
as an offering to your smile,

our soft-spoken isolation.
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