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The Day of Rousing Vigor

by Carrie Moran about a year ago in love poems

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The Day of Rousing Vigor

How many loves have I thoughtInto the locked cage in my chest,I can rest for awhile; while away

Your face grows sweeter and strange.My memories are slate fog drowningCold autumn nights from the ground.

I am chilled, the thought of youTurns me from shiver to solid.Make your warm hands real,

I want to believe I am holding them,One at a time and alternating,Beyond these empty city streets.

I walked up and down your stepsTwice with double the anticipation;Between trips our lips found each other,

I want to say again but that’s a lie.Or maybe your haze is a messageFrom a formerly lived strange night,

A meeting in reverse and so right.

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Carrie Moran
Carrie Moran
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