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Sunday, October 24, 2004

Love Song

Like the tides perpetual
you ebb and fall with me:
your rolling: the thick
fog rolls on
and I see only peeks:
overcome in gray as
sun beams
lay along your sides:
rolled over by your
tides I wash
up to find your stone-blue eyes.
Jesse Maizlish
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