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Red and White and Blue And distinctly Beige Brown and cracked Like the Earth that you work And plant medicinal herbs in Herbs to sooth a dying man With sweat-drenched brow As you brush the hair from his face Herbs to sooth a brand new mother As her baby cries for comfort And warmth Of your touch Smooth Like the baby Rough Like the man As you warm the body of my love Still his shivering And play music on his ribs
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Jul 2, 2011
Jul 2, 2011 at 8:18 PM UTC
Ode to My Hands
Red and White and Blue And distinctly Beige Brown and cracked Like the Earth that you work And plant medicinal herbs in Herbs to sooth a dying man With sweat-drenched brow As you brush the hair from his face Herbs to sooth a brand new mother As her baby cries for comfort And warmth Of your touch Smooth Like the baby Rough Like the man As you warm the body of my love Still his shivering And play music on his ribs
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Jul 2, 2011
Jul 2, 2011 at 8:18 PM UTC
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