Mariana Velichkova
Photo: hickory hardscrabble
You have told me:
Your heart is a bird.
On my question
What kind?
You’ve answered:
A mourning dove.
I was about to ask
What do you mean?
But I stopped
myself
thinking:
He knows me pretty well.
But there is a secret
to make your heart swell:
All universes and planets
are not vast enough
to hold the love
and sorrow
of a mourning dove.
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