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Moon Phase




POETRY

Tuesday, August 31

poem


every time it happens that
one feels full of spring
and it thrusts its way into your blood
parting involuntary thighs
with all the illusion
of youth in its promises
my flesh swells
like I am
from moment to moment
ripe again
and foolish enough
to crawl into bed with acquaintances
yes
spring
is seducing me
with an invisible lover
who appears in my arms
in flashes
disappears until I have almost forgotten
and the blush has all but receded

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