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What Mr. Gică Doesn’t Know
Is this what love is?
Will this sunrise ever change its colors?
(La terre est bleue comme une orange)
A man smokes on his balcony.
One thousand six hundred meters away,
diagonally,
over the apartment building,
a woman rolls over beneath her sheet.
Is this what love is?
The thin, furrowed skin
of her heel.
Her rough hair.
Her pale hands.
The man has never seen her
wrapping her legs in tights in the morning
yet he remembers
her breath before waking
Her dreams.
Is this what love is?
This sunrise will change its colors.
He will continue to smoke.
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