#1 / 2015 … “how odd”

6551881ahow odd
that I thought of you today
you, the lover I took
in Key West
how odd
that I should stand there,
shivering in the polar light
of a northern winter,
and blush
how odd
that this forgotten piece
of summer,
in its glorious and fiery decay,
should remind me
of love

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