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 May 2014 petergorwin
Austine
I am jealous
of the sun
for its rays
always give you
hope for a new day.

Of the moon
that gets to
greet you good night
and wish you
sweet dreams.

Of the water
that touches
your face,
your arms,
your body,
and every part of you
that my hands
can’t get a hold of
yet.

Of the heart
that beats life for you
for my heart
does the same too.

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