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marriage poem

from our hidden places
listen
and with the humming bird
woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me
that year
the hypocritic days
to clothe the fiery thought
evidenced in the glimmer in your eyes
there is no flock, however watched and tended
so fallen
i gazed upon the glorious sky
in your arms was still delight

 



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