Monday, May 2, 2011

Her Cautious Auburn Beauty / new poems 2011

Two Rachels

Two Rachels wait,
greet me as I come,
and kiss me as I go,
but I will only ever know
the one who came after
I arrived for the first time
and never really the one
that waited alone for love
all those years before
we found each other
standing in our own
lonely shadows.

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