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sad love poem

and as we walked the grass was faintly stirred
candles toppling sideways in tomato cans
i stood
i love my hour of wind and light
moonlight deep and tender
in the sphere
i hold your heart
sadly speaking
to be able to see every side of every question
musing, between the sunset and the dark
there is no flock, however watched and tended
their beautiful hair

 



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