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Dec 2014
Your breath is so small
So icy on my skin
It makes me rise and fall
Like a gentle tide
Moon glow casting shadows from your arms
Hugging the heavens
The stars watch with loving smiles
Beaming lights in all directions and shapes
You cradle me and shut my eyes
So I can see with my heart
You smell of dirt and life
Of salt laden mist
Of floral fragrance
Of pine sap and meadow breeze
You make my hands soft and sticky
You reach up to me with great boulders
Like lost fingers poking through the sand
“Where are my children?” you cry
We’ll be back soon
Written by
Orybix  Earf
(Earf)   
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