mine own hands

She came on like gangbusters
starfire melding in me
disintegrated as fast
as suddenly
a wincing smile
her clear clear clear
blue eyes
doubled no coupling
leaving a remarkable knowing
           she’s gone
i fell in love with that look
all over
all over
all over
empty this time
mine own hands left open
wet from fall rain


Published by jen padron

Mover and a shaker. Comrade. Community Bridger. Creative. Filmica. Sentimentalist. Imminent. Emergent Social Action. Change Agent. Voted for Hillary (2008, 2016).

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