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Sep 2013
you told me to remember
tsuki
moon

we swam in a sea of green clippings
drank the dew
gulped it generously
letting it fill our lungs
sinking into the tub
of moonlight
bathing bodies before
callusing our feet

we walked until our soles bled
from jagged prairies of gravel
and our souls were weary about
continuation
of something
words don't do justice

oh my,
to be under that beloved
*tsuki
Marsha Lynn
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