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By J. Knipp Submitted by J. Knipp Date: 2003 Mar 05 Comment on this Work [[2003.03.05.15.03.4838]] |
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If dreams had substance, solid and whole I imagine they would appear to me as you. If the universe had limits, only then would I know what my heart seeking you holds. These whirling specks of light, I feel though travel through the point of a needle. ...With the same ease as my soul falls into the event horizon of your sidereal eyes. But not swallowed, no, wrapped like the blue blanket donning earth, and the black one cooing it asleep. |