Lapel
In the pause
created by the movement
when her tears of sorrow and laughter
wet my lapel,
in that moment,
in the crease
of my clear yell
I realized thereafter,
as her departing steps fell,
it was our fear that was the cause.
created by the movement
when her tears of sorrow and laughter
wet my lapel,
in that moment,
in the crease
of my clear yell
I realized thereafter,
as her departing steps fell,
it was our fear that was the cause.
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