No one needs to know

House of Heart

the enchanting way you hold your glass

or how your nearness makes my heart skip

its beat. I promise not to write how your

eyes, river deep, make me forget all I’ve

learned and when finally ours meet you

catch me as I’m falling and I must look

away to subdue my vertigo.

No one needs to know how you carry us

away without really moving. It is there a

moon hangs above the sea line like languid

fruit where I affix our names among the stars.

Isla Negra Chile

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