Missing Person

Under a green light in the library
Do I look golden to you yet
With those heart shaped leaves
Glued to my eyelids?
A pointed mention of her
Vermouth please, just a whisper

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Clementines

Clementines fall from the trees
in your backyard where we collapsed
after working out together.
The first frost of the season injecting its sweetness
between the spongy white strings everyone hates.

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