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The crickets have come
to sing summer out,

smooth black invisible chirring
like planets spinning.

I have fed the little rat
who tips the tray--

each of us awake in differing skins,
on a yellow-leaf evening

under white stars.
if the reader
falls in love with the character of a book,
their love can be eternal.

he can over and over re-read
each part of his beloved.
he can just stop for a while
and gently touch the mirage.
he can even ****** a piece
and carry it for a lifetime.

but what happens
if the character
falls in love with the reader?
when men are good, and women are seen
and atom bombs are peace
it is nice to do the right thing
but the fear is obscene
for there is no room to dream
i am nothing without you

when talk is serious, and actions are sincere
and feelings are grasped
there would be a global cheer
but children believe in flying reindeer
for it is the sky that is clear
you are nothing without me

when plants can speak, and trees can sing
and touch can bring the dead to life
it would be such a holy thing
but truth has quite a sting
for what these words can bring
we are nothing without each other
The Sea’s Embrace

By moonlit waves and whispered wind,
I claim my heart, my soul unpinned.
Through salt and spray, through tide’s embrace,
I swim, I glide, I find my space.

Seals watch quietly, rocks keep the lore,
Of a soul untamed forevermore.
No chain, no shadow, no bitter grief,
Can touch my spirit, my quiet belief.

I am alive. I am free.
Mermaid beneath the endless sea.
I take the water, the wind, the sky,
And let my fierce, wild heart fly.
may i steal your ripeness, fruitful in good deed, high living spirit
'tis not a sin to be delighted by and fall for angelic ways
for i know a life without your aura, God, shining over me
'twas not until your golden haze shone bright than e'er hath
thou hath taken my soul
enchanted by your mysteries
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