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I can love you I can sing you
across the ocean across the most
impervious
uprising
concord
carnage
My blood begins
in your blood
But how high the precipice
that separates my lips from
your skin
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 37,000 poems.
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Small, sharp, deadly good. A pirhannah of a poem. Thanks.
you love like you write, you must have a long line of lovers waiting their turn.
ty,bd
I'd say I want to be you when I grow up, but you're younger than me so I've no excuse. ;)
Sigh is the best I can do, especially after following what Charley wrote.
Few words that speak volumes.