ceremonies
promises
are shattered glass and spilled wine
i have no lust for such sorrows
but for memories
sweet as rain in my mouth
water may dissolve
tears and desire
i doubt i shall ever forget
you at my door
me in your arms
then in the air
my name
like a floating bird
michèle voltaire marcelin
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