Why? Because Life/love is poetry waiting to be written
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Thursday, May 5, 2011
Warm
You spread over me Warm as a robe of flesh As close as your heart-beat Raging agony, You and I enmeshed In every way but one; bitter-sweet Distance fills the air For I am here and you are there
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