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Feb 2011
we ran frantic in the dark
to the bridge
feet slapping on
dry stone like stranded fish
we were beached
belly-up in spring humid
with the frogs singing our
fevered song we
stripped cotton from our backs
the water aching for us
the trees louder than our
naked voices we
slipped into the shimmer
of the moon-drunk water
the forest fell in love with us
that night and even the stars
wanted to be near us so they
fell laughing into the bushes
threw their light all around our feet
and lit the earth so we
could dance
Laura Blum
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