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*...of wine and mirth
and holy birth,
of flowers and promise
and braided calmness,
of hummingbird and dragonfly
and their descending sky,
of porpoise and whale
and us as wind against the sail,
of grown wishes and sadness
in the flat fields under duress,
of sugar-filled cocoons and syrup
and sweetest honeymoon trip,
of dimples of Venus
and smiles from Adonis,
of thin walls about her room
in hopes to visit soon,
of all things made and said
and each time we shared a bed...*
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