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Love is
a million small kindnesses rolled into one
Love is
still cherishing me when I’ve come all undone
Love is the cure, the antidote, t..
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recognition was a moth fluttering
by grey shutters, stunned by the light
but drawn to it like
a woman beadutiful as she was ugly
try..
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bathing scene
spun poetry like light
so many images of you
alive with touch
steam diffuses sight
until there is only us
me & you
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