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A Visit From the First Girl of Emerge

Every time she leaves
We blow kisses

Ten years of kisses blown
Through barred windows
And chain link fences
Down small streets
And stairwells

Today down a small lane
Lined with weeds and stray cats
Turning back around the vine-covered wall
To blow one lass kiss

The well of emotion
The tears down my face
Joy, sadness… the heaviness in my stomach
I do not have the words
To describe the deep longing and aching
Mixed with the fluttering of my heart dancing
An improbable but beautiful mixture

But I know that she’s special
And that this feeling doesn’t come often
It flutters
And whispers
And paints the air
Like the butterfly