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Jul 2014
I've dipped
Cold toes into your lapping edges
Tide pools wide as craters
Years deep with stars and scarfish
Not knowing you'd **** me in too
On down I sink
Gulps of your ink slick love flood
The tightened synch of my lungs
Your warm depths thaw
This January heart
A year of darkness, breaks
Below, light shines
Soft and glowing as I drown in you
This must be heaven
*This must be heaven
Wanderer
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Wanderer  Between Midnight and 3am
(Between Midnight and 3am)   
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