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Jul 2020
Read to me
the story of the sun
and how our first lovers
were the stars

Your mind beams penetrate me
radiate my cells
pump my blood

I'd swim in my hair
like you do

Some melodies
don’t need a literal space, you see
world traveler,
you don’t know this place

I like that
you can’t give me an animal
intercepted patterns
unchartered moments
primally coded
in me and you
Don’t be afraid
Whatever happens
it’s only Love
Just Grace
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Just Grace  34/F/San Francisco, CA
(34/F/San Francisco, CA)   
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