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We make one another
Elaborate, often religious,
Promises of a lifetime of fulfillment.
We deliver each other,
Days and hours of flaws,
Sprawling ..
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Well
What do you think
When the river runs
Raging and roaring?
When the subtle
Is not so subtle at all...
It's a glaring madness
of hidden me..
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I could have strolled
Down a midnight street,
Cement songs vibrating in our feet:
The tales of walkers,
Drumming out their beat,
Against our step..
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Today burst from the East,
Shinning on diamonds,
Glistening in the brightness
Of white flurries...there
In place of white narcissus,
White olean..
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There is a song
The night sings different than
Any other refrain.
There is a night touch on
Your skin,
Different from any other hand.
There is ..
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We are formed
From each others rib,
And don't know it.
Fashioned from each others
Blood and being
And don't recognize
Our contribution...or the..
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I borrowed your image late last night...I hope you don’t mind.I reached out and gently laid it acrossthe backside of my eyes;lids aglow with the..
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every now and then one escapes the war and finds release in Switzerland
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I watched youwhile you slept.Your fluttering eyesdancing in rhythmto the TV light.Lids draped overyour secrets...but not so tightlyin the blinking lig..
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reflections on the circle of life
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