I want to gather you up in my arms like meadowsweet
Smell the earth in my hands like an unfired pot
Feel and taste the brackish waters that surround your feet
Have you leaned against me like a willowy clothes prop?
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She was nurtured in the Garden of Eden
It became her palace, her prison of daydreams.
She tended it daily with love.
It was her, one true - garden of sacrifice and hope.
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As we sleep, levitate with me awhile?
Show me there are beliefs
without superstition or question.
That there are silk roads still to be found
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It's a precarious, insecure situation
gazing into the abyss of corruption.
Working like Sisyphus did and done
for no pleasure or recompense.
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Because your heart is oak
I grow an acorn for you?
Most-venerated of trees
Dancing in dew-lit emerald saris
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Take me, take me
to the chamber of your soul
Whatever spiral staircases
there is to climb; behold
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I've endured days, manifold
I've encountered winter's cold
I've cried love cajoled
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I am going to make you visit me
And after prison, you're still going to pillage and rob,
After the storm, you're going to stay paroled at home
And you're going to call it happiness
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When the world feels depleted and empty
A blossom no longer on the stem and leaf
'I can hardly speak when you are near.'
Oh, that's when my heart beats like the wings of a June bug.
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What is the meaning of marriage by hypergamy?
Is he likening her to cattle ready for market?
Marriage isn't a bill of sale.
Sir, is she your daughter or
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