BY DAVIDMURRAYLAW@GMAIL.COM

Beautiful

 

 

 

 

La Malvoloca, José Garcia Ramos, 1912

I cannot recall when I remember you most beautiful.

Was it when
we first met
in another decade
when as aliens in Geneva
we connected in all innocence
– and got drunk together?

Or was it when
you first pressed
your lips to mine
a decade later
in the same place
but in a different world?

Or will it be
when you are greying
and I have no hair
loving you more than ever
regretting all the seasons
that we did not spend together?

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