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Jul 2018
Within
The recesses of my Soul
Three words I have
To utter
In these bones of misery
Do all things
pass away?
Just know
Within my core
A fire burns brightly
For you

Though I know not
The spaces between
Your lips
That drip
myrhh and honeysuckle
These rationalities of my dreams
This day, will soon discover
The smooth outline of your body
On this sheet of paper.

Lo, and behold
I write for you
These resins
Cause heartache
Because you are not here with me

My Queen, My Life, My Love
Together, as One, Forever
dedicated to my BC friend.
With love,
Annie
AnnMarie Eichhorn
Written by
AnnMarie Eichhorn  33/Two-Spirit/Chicago, IL
(33/Two-Spirit/Chicago, IL)   
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