For A Woman With Dark Eyes

 Sometime during the night
You slip out from my bed.

As I turn on my shoulder,
You stand motionless
In the dark.

Your naked flesh
Zebra-striped with shadows
From the blind.

Softly I touch
Your animal flank,
Fearing at any moment
You will go galloping
Over the desert.

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Steve Aurzada,


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