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May 2015
upended, the pale side
of earth pointed to skies
we lay there in silence,
returning our pace in
each other's gaze, feeling still
in the gales of breathing
winged, in her current, she
in mine, nurturing and
murmuring, susurrous
in the calm underbelly
nestling and repairing;
soft tones of laughter's air
erica court
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erica court
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