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Jul 2013
Undying confession
for loving the one
for he is the one
loving the sun

Aton and his men
can taste the beam
and see the light
through solstice and steam

The harvest is plenty
the drinks are too few
the sun decides to set
and leads me to you

Helios and Sol
don't describe what I see
its shine and its heart
unclothe me
September 2012
Linnea Wilson
Written by
Linnea Wilson  Cincinnati, OH
(Cincinnati, OH)   
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