XV.
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I LIKE THE WAY YOU SHATTER MELANCHOLY
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I like the way you shatter melancholy,
I like the way you embody it.
You breathe the air
of your thousand year old city
and all the angels softly sigh.
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I found you sitting in a place
where old stone bridges cross a river
and dark cathedrals take off for the sky.
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You surrounded me with your beauty,
and I had no choice but to sweetly surrender.
You broke me on the wheel of my own desire,
showed me golden light in a mirror,
taught me to read your body with ardent
fingertips.
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It all fell out of the sky somehow--
the city, the stars and the angels
who hovered above us, whispering
where to place the next kiss, the defining
caress.
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I like the way you shatter melancholy,
I like the way you flesh it out in form.
Your sadness is deeper than sadness,
your joy is buoyant yet tinged with chains.
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