IN DEEP CAVES

She’s got the pain
of me in her
walking hard
on shadows
of who we were.

Her voice is my
jazz
favoring thoughts she
planted
with the water of her
touch.

We have captured
the deep caves
of each other
seeing in the dark
what others with
eyes
will never grasp.

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