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Aug 2011
I discovered:

In young love - we grab the sun
from our window-sill-horizon and
sheath ourselves in warmth.  


In the midst of love - we rise together
and let the wind soak into the feathers of our wings
and rain waves to the ocean shore.


In the oldest love that we dance amongst
the refracting moonlight of  heart-sea.


It’s in Our Love that we forever hold the sun,
rise together, and dance in the raining warmth of our heart.
A poem I was asked to write for a friend's wedding.
Drew Brinckerhoff
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Drew Brinckerhoff
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