Ann ... Poems

Walt,
I think you knew
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O, my sweetness,
you
are my poem.
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absence makes the
blah blah blah. i'll try
to be more discerning.
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i am a wanderer
on a limitless journey
to find the words that could
explain to you
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if you consider
that the sun is
93 million miles away
then how far is
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you who are so
unattainable
and beautiful, reach
out to me. don't keep your
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I think that I may have
loved you once.
Grey blue eyes that go on
until infinity and hold the
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this morning,

at dawn,
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monochrome.
usually.

today, i saw a spark of
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my minstrel,
why do you keep your
sweet and golden hymns
far from me?
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