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 Dec 2016 Knocks
Aaron Combs
My beloved, tonight it is more than perfect, the zephyr winds sing so
sweetly your name and the crystal stars shine like your earrings.
As the White Mountains glint gracefully, and the wind speaks
over our fingers, upon our balcony, let’s dance, my beloved.

Now over the thousand streams and star crystals in the air,
You can see our prayers fill up the milky rivers in the sky.
Below the lights of Christmas, before the blue rivers of stars,
let’s dance like the shadows and the circles of the moonlight.

Now dreams rise over like the wind and shine so easily
But time falls quickly, and worries fall away so slowly.
So let the rage of your fears dance around and under your legs.
For the world is falling asleep, calling for the colors of their dreams.

So let the tresses of your hair fall freely,
And the wind of your perfume
Soak up the flames of your heart.
Spinning like the starlight, tasting every feeling,
Let the steel blue sky and its stars fall all around you.

Dance wildly, my beloved, let's dance like the songbird who sings,
let’s dance forever, until we wash into the skyline of our dreams.
A Daily Poem
 Dec 2016 Knocks
Louie Clamor
Love is like cancer.
You don't have any cure, you can't do anything
it's just there and it will slowly **** you.

Love is like a lung disease
Slowly, you become breathless and numb
As your body begins to stop

Love is like having rabies
As the lips of the subject closes and bites into you,
You start to lose control, then makes you lose it

Love is indeed a disease
Whether it is communicable or not,
You are surely susceptible to it
And once you are diagnosed with love,
There's nothing you can do about it

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