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*To breathe, I realized, Is also to converse. And for the first time, That night, busy, My body spoke in Deutsch. The blankets fell... ...from her feet. The pale door of Moon led us To discovery, to agitation, To the warmth and to the cold, From the Philippines, then to Poland, From covering to uncovering, From her bed, then to the stars. It was an extravagant... ********** © 2015 J.S.P.
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Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 7:16 AM UTC
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*To breathe, I realized, Is also to converse. And for the first time, That night, busy, My body spoke in Deutsch. The blankets fell... ...from her feet. The pale door of Moon led us To discovery, to agitation, To the warmth and to the cold, From the Philippines, then to Poland, From covering to uncovering, From her bed, then to the stars. It was an extravagant... ********** © 2015 J.S.P.
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Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 7:16 AM UTC
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