Susan Longs for Frank Again

Know that I am wearing velvet,
a river of it,
a shadow of a whisper of
the color of my eyes

(I know you remember it,
so I won’t say)

Know that I am petals of
what I used to be, scattered,
but if you were here, you would
gather me up how you used to

in your hands

(I know you remember it,
so I won’t say

more)

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