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Aug 2015
do you remember the time
you said,
"darling, come with me"
and the world melted away.

when your hand met my own
the sky became streaked
with a aurora  of
lilac petals and violet rivers.

how did i ever believe the
sky was beautiful before i
looked at it through this
kaleidoscope formed by
your fingers around mine?
tonight, i am tired. and i am done.
willow martz
Written by
willow martz  the tall pine out back.
(the tall pine out back.)   
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