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You stood out front at dusk Flung your arms when you saw me Waved through January's bite And you called to me      Tongue slipping over syllables           Yoga-nimble           Easy           Right on the first try           Like you'd said it before, a thousand times           (Not an easy thing with my name!)      Your stretched crescent-mouth      Deepened the cartography around your eyes-- That was when I knew I loved you.
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Oct 3, 2014
Oct 3, 2014 at 9:28 PM UTC
January's Bite
You stood out front at dusk Flung your arms when you saw me Waved through January's bite And you called to me      Tongue slipping over syllables           Yoga-nimble           Easy           Right on the first try           Like you'd said it before, a thousand times           (Not an easy thing with my name!)      Your stretched crescent-mouth      Deepened the cartography around your eyes-- That was when I knew I loved you.
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Oct 3, 2014
Oct 3, 2014 at 9:28 PM UTC
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