be the gentle wave of relief
as you shed your shoes after the day
brings you into the quiet of your home
that bead of sweat
you thought vanished in your ride on the train
now coursing down
between the autumn apples
within your blouse
let it be
the marriage of memory
and your wide smile
that betrays the secret love
that is learning to pronounce my name
without doubts
let me
simmer in your mind
like everything else
this sultry evening
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