August 2013

Época

I’m a two dimensional silhouette
that disappears with the voice
of an orphan sun,

-disconnected glow

beauty personified
like the connection
of coffee and chocolate

I’m a dance
that claps hands
with the momentary tune
of my body in bloom

a sweat
that trickles
down the back of love
resting on laurels

I am the agony
and the ecstacy
of the trailing serenade

my eyes fixated
on the death of the leaves
crunching below
as I step closer
to Autumns end

love is forgetting
about me
like my shadow

it’s seeping into the trees
to steal the sap
that creates life

—Edward Vidaurre

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