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Apr 2014
In our graceful gray
I searched for entity golden.
You summoned me
with a silver smile

and a fervor lit so close,
****** vapors threatened to ignite
the embers which teased my core,

singeing a trail of teeny
hairs.

I inhaled your
exhale;

***
curled around my tongue
like smoke
Margrett Gold
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