A flaming sword disappears
from the angel’s hands    We stumble

upon paradise in our fig-leaf
cloths	Your body lightens

unburdened and blame returns
to my mouth	Our eyes close

to our naked bodies and we forget
everything    saccharine withdrawal

    you disappear
into my body

wandering through
the fields	I remember

absence	the
animals roaming

unnamed	God
inhales and my dust

retreats into
the morning dew

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