Here and Gone (and i long for Angel’s Eyes)

each crooked step, each
shallow print left just fades
like tissue wave as death
train speeds away,

thought i’d have riper
regrets n’ cheeks would
rest less cement n’
more wet

than tight-strung tongue when
heart’s wings unfold soft
n’ golden to say

here or gone, i’ll love you
in all my restless,
deathless
ways.

image: https://www.artmajeur.com/en/elena-kotliarker/artworks/8931745/the-angel-wings-series-3-the-white-and-gold

image: https://fineartamerica.com/art/paintings/abstract+angel+wings

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