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Apr 2012
He anchors me
When my carefree wings take me too high

Tentacle arms surround him
Past my wintery armor he sneaks by

Ever the sunshine skip
In my stormy seas sway

Cradling my heart softly
Intensifying come what may

Blending completely
Edges blurring into one

Always in tandem
A moon for her sun
This poem is for my husband, Jeremiah.
Wanderer
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Wanderer  Between Midnight and 3am
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