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love poem

my soul is a dark ploughed field
why do
candles toppling sideways in tomato cans
we break the glass whose sacred wine
a thin gray shadow on the edge of thought
i fill this cup
with joy and wonder
the dawn was apple-green
i was a goddess ere the marble found me
let me be sad

 



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