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because of you

carve me to winter
the softest white cedar
make of my heart
a box by your bed
string me to star-bound
signs of ascension
souvenirs fell
in moments of bliss

pull of my passions
enough to remember –
and wrap every limb
with ribbon just so
dream me from memory
magpie and marble
wake me the night
– my name on your lips

 

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