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Reminders



I want you to remember
The photograph, you loved
On the wall,
That reminds me
Of the last spring
Where the potted sunflowers
At our home smiled
And the hanging creepers
Mumbled,
Of the girl
who was looking
For someone.
You saw a thousand figures
Dancing in her pupils
A Mexican woman in
Her huipil,
A drunken man with his
Lyre;
Looking for the right
Strings,And
A peahen waiting to mate.
You admired the
Vine stems heading North
In the picture,
The cheap beads that
The girl wore
And the broken bridge
Behind her,
From which a fish
Jumped for a self introduction.
And when you remember
Your dear picture,
I want to remind
You of the
Coffee cup that tasted
Your lips,
The laundry drugged
By your smell
And the mirrors that
Reflected your images.
And you should know that
The sunflowers no longer smiled
And the creepers were silent
Till yesterday.
But today when
The rain sprinkled its drops
I see clearly the pupil
Of the girl,
Dark and intense,
With no figures to see,
Admiring the vacant
Space in my room
And smiling at the
Single coffee cup
While I admired my image
In the mirror.

A.C

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