you
your mouthbetween me
holds the road
in
every colour
where they
float back
in to you
you
you that move my blood
do you know
it has ancestry in paradise
to lay near sleep
and witness
your being
Poetry by Lourdes
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Written on 2006-04-08 at 23:47
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