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What coin for this open mind,this focused thought?Would you fumble in the fabricof your pockets with the passionof removing a bra to splurgefor this t..
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we are pictures on themantle of deathmemories of light and color heldin silver paper placedso our eyes catch that passed lifeit is our frame to captur..
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Breach whitered curl contrast andshoulders delicate cresther frame - all to holda smile bright assunlight on greenAnimated, eyes and headmove with her..
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My happy you,I cannot separateWild tingle up frommy center,all from sitting nextto you; alive me shiny,our place confirmedI joy in our moment andyour ..
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Are you there?You were always there otherwise,even when we didn't think we neededyou, could always look outto the field, on the tractor, or onthe couc..
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A Norwegian returns tohis father;the earth is strengthenedOur feet sturdy, thoughour eyes weep,carry him forwardamong the living
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Blue sky when myfather was laid to rest,our water seeded the earthin tiny dropsStanding room onlyamong the dead - and cold,but bright; clean;still
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cotton snow branchlineanemone driftwiggle leaf downearth rest
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i have a whole body thirst
for you,
as if i've been working under
the sun, days long, and can
think of nothing else
"May i kiss you?"
and there ..
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Little OneWe are dream andall possibilityI've held you with yourmother's smile,shared the warmth of your skinI've watched you walkand play; a tumbler ..
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