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Dec 2015
I am born from your lips - the poet would say

I am your creation
You’ve made me
The being
I am today

You’ve opened my eyes
And guided my steps
While holding my hand
And my heartbeat

Only sun I remember
Abundantly, burningly
Over dry cornfields
Of September

One side of my face
Flooded by sun
The other
Drowned by love
This poem is dedicated to my favorite french poet, Louis Aragon.
Written by
Alice Baudoin  West Lafayette, IN
(West Lafayette, IN)   
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