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I wish to know you in the dimmest light.
As an essence. As a meaning.
Take me to your lips, as the prophet
to the truth; the adventurer to the je..
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With the sinew, the cell...
with a heart racing too fast
with shallow breath
with entranced eyes in wonder
with endless dreams
and infinite imp..
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You made happy pictures out of crayon.
Imperfect. But bold. Red suns with brilliant
golden rays. Happy girls and ice cream cones.
Blue oceans wit..
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For S. Hurton and close family.
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White as ghost, white as rose
Snow drifts softly, softly
Exhale, and your vapor comes
to me
If we found respite near
the glowing furnace,
woul..
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Today I'm under the rock, bad weather
I don't know whether I'm coming or going
For all I know, outside it's snowing
Best to make it a comfort da..
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A fondness for the painted moon,
softly must the brush have stroked the canvas,
how paint the nectar builds in layers
to set with depth and draw ..
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Wanna clear the air in anticipation of you being here.
I've already thought about the ways I'm gonna
f**k this up. And I'm yet to see your face. C..
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Cast my eyes upon the horizon...
Ready to meet you
White robes, the white of stars and Heaven
From you, everything emanates
Your voice will be ..
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The heart does not deal in
fractions or theorems, is not a whiteboard
for your equations No formula...
only the truth of what is there
and what ..
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