End and Beginning

some scratches…

When I met you last, we knew.

the radiator hisses
her white cat licks its lips
a cold drop on his tongue
from the sharp point of an icicle

i was here
the outline stain of an orange maple leaf declares
smudged and erased little by little
by the black rubber sole of his shoe

her itinerary for twelve hours of daylight:
be outside.

cherry blossoms brag
perfume is the perfect cover up
for imperfection

once, thrice, six times a spin
of a driedel

With this our past, we begin.

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