Of Courtyards
by Mark Navarro
under god's tiny flames
under god's tiny flames
of night
my love beckons hers
from the winter
this tender
dr
ip
pi
ng
kiss
falls
upon the frigid earth
and
sinks
farther
down
until greenness
gr
ow
s
through the grass
in the warmth
of spring
that
mel
t
s
all things
like my love does me
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