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By Ali Date: 2002 Oct 03 Comment on this Work [[2002.10.03.03.36.11694]] |
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I dreamed this kiss awake, Yearning to feel it fall, Softly and sweetly Upon my lips, Like sugar disappearing Under time's corruption, And so one must remember, Of course, to breathe, But how is the breathe drawn? Inhale delicately, Drawn me in like air, So that I may hide, Warm Within your heart, And explore those secrets places, Nestled within those sweet spaces-- Among the silence in these corridors, I find myself at home. |