Diana Matisz:
we bared our souls...
Diana Matisz:
beneath the buoyancy...
Diana Matisz:
washed ashore
Diana Matisz:
she cocked her ear...
Diana Matisz:
she walked away
Diana Matisz:
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Diana Matisz:
tears
Diana Matisz:
all the goodbyes
Diana Matisz:
my bloom is gone
Diana Matisz:
in that glade by the river
Diana Matisz:
wind, lifting the hair at my nape
Diana Matisz:
the way you lean toward me
Diana Matisz:
an evening poem
Diana Matisz:
me and that old guitar
Diana Matisz:
after the climb
Diana Matisz:
we let go
Diana Matisz:
rumpled sheets
Diana Matisz:
forgetting your voice...
Diana Matisz:
spring
Diana Matisz:
he sped away
Diana Matisz:
my youth
Diana Matisz:
a special occasion
Diana Matisz:
between my dusk
Diana Matisz:
degrees of separation
Diana Matisz:
that scar
Diana Matisz:
the sere rustle
Diana Matisz:
they thought
Diana Matisz:
whitespace
Diana Matisz:
he fell in love
Diana Matisz:
his trousers
