Of Courtyards
by Mark Navarro
though dually temped by slumber and bodies
though dually temped by slumber and bodies
you close your eyes and parted your rose lips
until my hands fell deeply upon the pale
and stepped gleaming in the cold of your room -
we rose as the sun rose in winter
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