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Another Way of Singing

I have been here only days
the lifespan of the tulips

though absent a hard freeze
their bulbs will bring them
back again next spring

of course we never know
what will intervene

I have sung quietly
in a voice that does not echo
from these soft walls

your orgasms like
peach blossoms falling