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July 16, 2012
I'm second guessing--
what I'm thinking
That, out of the corner,
of my eye, sits
The most beautiful
man I've ever seen

His thoughts concise,
his movements in sync
with an openness:
a thin, masculine
credulousness--contradicting
Wild, sharp, calculating,
brown eyes; turning, knowing--
I will meet them in moderation.

Breathless, I draw on
the flowering, the forgotten;
locked away tightly,
considerately; dormant,
deadly. On the phone, he speaks clearly,
and there's a sheen
below his spiked hairline.