I seek to exhume the words sacrificed by the poet,
Reconstruct images she carved away
When extracting the bloodied poem from the birth canal
A thousand, thousand breaths ago
A leper crumbling under the ravages of time
Even poetry can lose its luster when
Shoved from the quiet windows of the heart
Into dissonant classrooms
Seeking ‘correct’ interpretation
Common understanding of a love story
Encrypted in lovers cipher
Silence wrapped in kisses
Intelligible only by the heart of the One
Holding the master key of
Silent devotion.
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