
doesn't feel finished to me, but there is so much the heart wants to say that I lose my words..
Rated: Fiction K - English - Words: 71 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 11-29-05 - id: 2059364
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with so much to say and more to show you
I longtime delay in beginning our endings for fear
of how you will fall when I uproot our tangled limbs
and how I will turn from a peeling summerwhite birch into a windmourner,
a willow, so close to the way you like me, hair down and all around
overshadowing your face the way I do your heart your breath your life
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