there you were
like stone
leaning the doorway
eyes haunting
not escaping
the thickness
night air concealed.
- Previously published 1999
searching for simplicity
there you were
like stone
leaning the doorway
eyes haunting
not escaping
the thickness
night air concealed.
maysa-maria kristina gadelha peterson
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