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 May 2018 Ann Beaver
Rhet Toombs
This midnight witness now crumbles
Fear
A stare that destroys
My scars will remain beautiful through winter
Trespass me
Replace bones with those in the forest
We speak of time
You listen to an images portrayal
This too will haunt you
The chest of this earth is searching for finality
What am I becoming?
 Apr 2018 Ann Beaver
JL
Lone
 Apr 2018 Ann Beaver
JL
I bathe
In the moon-soaked
Ocean of you  
Sewn
Soul to soul

pretend that you are
Sleeping next to me
Breathing next to me
multiplied and added powers
By the gleam of your laugh
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