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A poem

Words held hands,
the poet stringed them together
on my fingertips;
lacing the soul's neck, they move
with the breath traversing
the aching throat.

My sweet destiny had
the color of your eyes,
the fragrance of your closeness,
the feather in your touch!
Reveries lend a…



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