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Monday, August 15, 2005

Winter Harvest

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I felt the ardent of your adept
the sun glowed as I slept

I felt the brush of your cheek
a tree bowed near a creek

I felt the wisp of your mouth
the wind towed down south

I felt the fervency of your fondness
the rain flowed with acrimoniousness

I felt the tepidity of your tongue
it snowed.

Keri Jopplin
4-11-04
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Keri Jopplin
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