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By Daniela Date: 2002 Nov 18 Comment on this Work [[2002.11.18.23.14.348]] |
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We must have been lovers in a past life Or perhaps as husband and wife As cow and hen You must have been the murderer and I the murdered Or perhaps you were the monk and I the nun We must have been strangers in a past life Even though there would have been such closeness Such familiarity Of family We must have been Strangers of the intimate kind To see hollow shells of oysters In each others eyes Maybe I was Job and you were Gd -with the old proverb of the circle -our roles switched around And I pray for you--I kiss you with my eyes, over your eyes Over your mouth, over your cheeks The mountains and peaks |