bruises change color
as blood transforms to new skin
like autumn leaves fade
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teardrops on creases
where paper held your secrets
ink will not let go
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all my heart's hidings
shall shortly be made knowings
no need for endings
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silken core of me
envelops with such mercy
heart race, breath quickens
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sweet feline nuzzle
lets me know why cheerful love
begets simple trust
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eat today's flowers
smell tomorrow rainy dirt
see yesterday's breeze
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