day 10 of 365

she called me, 3 a.m. 
we had a little casual conversation.
she invited me over tomorrow.
i was entirely too excited but 
i answered with a “yes” so bashful 
that i could almost feel my eyelashes fluttering upon my lips.
we hung up
& i think my skin has left imprints 
of love on the walls.
a part of me is still against the wall
down the hall
like a teenaged girl,
the other part of me is here, 
daydreaming in the middle of the night
about tomorrow and the delicacy of her
staring at a black ceiling, seeing the sunset.

this is how an angel cries

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