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a love poem.
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Please, distinguish me from various fossil hominids;im'e an Aquarius, so picture me as a man pouring watersuperincumbent on uncut grass, weighed down ..
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I fret over telling you that your hairon the back of your head is turning gray.But gray asthe realisticsharif of art.Gray like a gray consonantal scri..
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I hate being stuck in the snow.Does it really matter what time of day you go to the casino?You stand as if frozen, admirable,the undeserving, golden d..
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As dearly as I love letters, I truly lovethe ministrant ones that form the blemishof the face; the ones adjacent to the windowyou pass unexpectedly ov..
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I guess it's a Black thing,this wanting to change the shore of fine particalswith just the dreams you haveor using the signet of faith orthe smallest ..
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You asked me to ride along when I didn't want to; By opening the car door, to followas a consort to some queen, when I didn't want to. When what I wan..
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I don't worry anymore when I meet strangers who start talking before we have beenintroduced. Pryor to our words faking adamantine adornment, like huge..
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Somehow if you listen closely to Aretha's 'Chain of Fools' with your elbowsholding your surprised arms that hold your startled chin and staring at the..
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a love poem
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