The cherry flowers ropes

The cherry flowers ropes

tear and the ajar window

to you I cannot yet touch it

for fear that it would unravel

I cannot get up

to split the dark light in the wind

the wind by the dark light

running towards my insteps are heavy

from the wedding

the wedding that wrapped

my soul and the sky in lying clouds

locking them into a ring

frozen

under the tongue 

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