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Saturday, July 23, 2011

Where is the love?

the finest touch
on the cheek
a single teardrop

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the shush of leaves
as our shadows embrace

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warm summer wind
not wanting the night
to end so soon

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those three little words
older than my own...
summer wind

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he tells me
I have changed...
new blossom

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