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Michael Angel MartínDecember 28, 2017

I expect you to break through,
Across these shoddy lenses soon,
To burst into view, knowing full well
I will lose you. Why’s it all waiting
And watching with you? Once,
In a cardinal’s dress, you hopped
From mind’s bough to heart’s branch
In one second, slipped on the dark
Vestments of ravens in the next.
I sense your nearness; and it sears.
And though my eyes will slack
From the long fear of blinking
And missing you, I’ll stay poised,
Steadfast, the watch-club’s last.

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