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Warm
I receive her body
embrace of pollen
and wool
Her squeeze
I breathe as
my chest becomes
metal to heat
running honey
to my mouth
my face
Care
of breast and arms
my gift
is the…
ContinueAdded by AutoPirate on September 23, 2012 at 1:30 — No Comments
We came to the islands
the sun rose from the ground
hieroglyphics of yearning collectives
arms raised to shake
equanimity's wheat
for the day's work
reading stones
etched with lifecycle by evening
the tree sap enters the finch
through night
for the tree must sing too
promises…
Added by AutoPirate on September 3, 2012 at 22:45 — No Comments
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