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A Fire in the Sunset: A Decade of Love Poems A Fire in the Sunset: A Decade of Love Poems by Moses Yuriyvich Mikheyev
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“Between your legs
I press my tongue
and watch your
leaves change color”
Moses Yuriyvich Mikheyev, A Fire in the Sunset: A Decade of Love Poems
“Our love has wrinkles as old as the Earth.”
Moses Yuriyvich Mikheyev, A Fire in the Sunset: A Decade of Love Poems
“How I wish to feel your history brush up against the skin of my future.”
Moses Yuriyvich Mikheyev, A Fire in the Sunset: A Decade of Love Poems
“Loving you was a miracle. Holding you, a miracle. Everything else wasn't.”
Moses Yuriyvich Mikheyev, A Fire in the Sunset: A Decade of Love Poems
“The stars grow tired, shrug their shoulders, and fall out of the sky, wearing nothing but robes of comet-white. Is she not one of the stars? She casts off her robes—steps into my room—and composes constellations.”
Moses Yuriyvich Mikheyev, A Fire in the Sunset: A Decade of Love Poems
“Our love is a Time Machine,
neither here nor there—
a breaking in the heart
yet to happen”
Moses Yuriyvich Mikheyev, A Fire in the Sunset: A Decade of Love Poems
“Let a second from my clock keep you”
Moses Yuriyvich Mikheyev, A Fire in the Sunset: A Decade of Love Poems
“Love, a fragmentary thing—
begins mid-sentence
and ends with
the unmovable silence of a
period.”
Moses Yuriyvich Mikheyev, A Fire in the Sunset: A Decade of Love Poems
“No longer do I wonder why
the clay of your body attracts
stardust,
hands,
weekends.”
Moses Yuriyvich Mikheyev, A Fire in the Sunset: A Decade of Love Poems
“The sidewalk feels like quicksand, feet taking steps but still sinking”
Moses Yuriyvich Mikheyev, A Fire in the Sunset: A Decade of Love Poems
“Sometimes I touch my skin and wonder if the past is all there ever was.”
Moses Yuriyvich Mikheyev, A Fire in the Sunset: A Decade of Love Poems
“I sometimes dream of him. But the dreams have locks. My keys are now blunt too.”
Moses Yuriyvich Mikheyev, A Fire in the Sunset: A Decade of Love Poems