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Aubrey Lambert Oct 2014
from the sea she came
  fresh and pure and wild

to the sea she shall return
  spent, consumed, beguiled

begin she must, as well as end
  breathe, break, redeem

though never forget to savor the salt
  throughout the in-between
7/9/14
Patrick Kennon Jan 2016
Found a stem
Growing from dry earth
Found a kiss
Among sand
And the promise
Of waiting lips
Could you define a broken soul
Pieced together with
super glue and
clear
tape
My love, my everything
I cried when
You smiled
I cried when
You chirped at me
With those eyelashes like
clearcut pine
Pine needles stick into
Our hand knitted blanket
While you kiss my ear
as we make love
I find you hairs in my clothing
And think about nothing but the scent
Of your sweat on my lip
And the feel of your tongue
On our teeth
Ours ours ours
Find me
Dreaming
The ones we shared
In a desert where you passed water to me
like a bird
Lips against mine
Not a word spoken
But the warmth of your breast
Against my heart
Made me believe in
life again

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