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poem for dad

with the meek, brown eyes
mysterious night
for these white arms about my neck
i shake my hair in the wind of morning
i gazed upon the glorious sky
all my love for my sweet
the dawn was apple-green
last night the full moon laid a cloth of white
the fragrance came
give me hunger
there was a strangeness on your lips
they ask me where i've been
it tells of good old times

 



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