Unicorn's graciously run
Across a field of wild dandelions...
I've waited years for her
in forgotten stations, amidst...
The more I want you to forsake
this paper...
I love you like a star, dear
with auspicious eyes and falling lines...
--For Nor.
She braids my hair...
She reminds me of Autumn.
Leaves flushed in the...
I will perhaps...dream of Plains
where eagle's wing cleaves high thermals...
---
this ripe, fair skin...
Sky ribbons do not document my sorrow,
nor do they execute the careful planning...
Paralleled
I found you...
The old mare would lollop back to the gate
As if to say to me I cannot wait...
He thought I didn't notice
the words on his tongue were impaired...