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Feb 2016
Every colour of dawn
nameless, holding
all my summer rains
in your eyes
every autumn smile
whispering
the sacred sound
of winter's snow
alighting
on your shoulders
the taste of
spring dewdrops
on your skin
every storm
held within
the hottest sun
in your touch
the strongest wind
the softest breeze
in your voice
Every moon
blade of grass
rises and grows
in the infinite
your presence
I drink from you
nectar of this life
my thirst
never slaked
and I love how
you hold your cup
for me
Ken
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Ken  Canada
(Canada)   
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