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Lavender Interrupted

For Francisco...never forget.
If you remember just one thing....

Remember when she spoke your name

In seven different voices.

Delicate as an apple blossom.

As if you were not flesh and bone

But starlight and a million different shades of lavender.

Remember her tongue on your skin

Lingering to melt the snowflakes.

And you may melt a little more

Every time you think of her.

Dark night blue

Is the colour of midnight ice.

Bottomless black.

Stricken and random

Are the branches in the orchard.

And if you ever think of her in shorter days

And if you find you miss her

Remember the apple blossom days

But never forget the winter.

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