His voice a rhythm like rain, words rolling over themselves...

“You are distinguished from the leaves
by the shape of your eyes.
They are whiter in color and rounder.
Except on nights like this
when the leaves are luminous....”

“Still, you are distinguished from the night–
your voice silent as candles melted
in their own pools,
used up with expression and light....

Debi Cimo

Tags: eyes leaves delicate candles-melted

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