Like SummerA Poem by Kaela CravenYou rubbed against me like summer The way the sun heats up While I am unprepared In a still-Christmas sweater I listened to the songs When you were gone From a deep dream - A hibernation without you Waiting for your return And then there you were again There you were - Rubbing against me Like summer
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Added on April 4, 2010 Last Updated on April 18, 2010 AuthorKaela CravenTucson, AZAbout"Incantations, spells, rituals, what are they? They're poems. So what's a poet? He's a Shaman." "She died laughing. She died in ecstasy. She died with her eyes wide open." Well, if I had to do .. more..Writing
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