the dream I had about you last night
would be less difficult if I
settled into a library...sequestered...
.... able to consult all manner of encyclopediana....
I could do it here...on the webbing, I suppose....the light is bright, ...the screen is a shade of pink...reflecting my blush? ...could be.....
and.... there is no way that anyone could convince me it was the sweet and sour pork...or the pecan pie...oh, no........
..........well...contributors, perhaps......
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I would like to translate this poem