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		<description>The original writings of author Gaia's Soothing Haven</description>
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			<title>A Grammar Of Almost</title>
			<description>&amp;#2013266048;&quot;some closeness is measured not in touch, but in the spaces we dare to shareWork spouse&amp;#2013266048;&quot;HR shorthand for a lived clich&amp;eacute;.X-rays in long-abandoned airports read sonnets under our silk.Yes, we learned the steps of that corporate ballet.Zippers silently weep&amp;#2013266048;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gaias/3123569/</link>
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			<title>How We Weather</title>
			<description>a Chaucerian Roundel of passion
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gaias/3114430/</link>
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			<title>Woven Without Words</title>
			<description>intimate dizian exploring love's silent language</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gaias/2964872/</link>
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			<title>I Taste Your Auburn In The Wind's Cool Hurt</title>
			<description>dawn along Lake Michigan, a pantoum</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gaias/2962485/</link>
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			<title>What The Tide Knows</title>
			<description>a Sestina of one night shared with our sister moon</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gaias/2960355/</link>
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			<title>Where Are the Swallowed Clocks That Held Back Our Morning?</title>
			<description>A Terza-Rima Nocturne of Swallowed Time</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gaias/2959159/</link>
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			<title>Envy Dries Slower Than Skin</title>
			<description>his is a Terza Rima poetic form.  I hope you enjoy it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gaias/2958710/</link>
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			<title>Captive By A Lioness&amp;rsquo; Gaze</title>
			<description>&amp;#2013266048;&quot;so I took her to my masters swim meet&amp;hellip; a pantoumHer body swayed, night&amp;rsquo;s mistress, hips caged in silk&amp;rsquo;s heat.I froze&amp;#2013266048;&quot;her lioness gaze, her eyes undressed.A temptress sculpted by shadow, my goddess&amp;#2013266048;&quot;completeShe grinned&amp;#2013266048;&quot;my name, he..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gaias/2956700/</link>
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			<title>Communion At Water's Edge</title>
			<description>The butterfly landed on my left arm.  It felt like a small feather drawn across my arm.  She finished, brushed my temple, and flew a few feet away.  Seconds later she landed on my right shoulder.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gaias/2955805/</link>
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			<title>When Her Moonflower Cascades At Midnight</title>
			<description>a pantoum of a moment, an unspent desire, locked forever into my dreams</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gaias/2955143/</link>
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			<title>Our Infinite Between</title>
			<description>A pantoum poetic form finding intimacy through the seasons of love&amp;mdash;where skin and memory travel between planes</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gaias/2954674/</link>
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			<title>She Turns Her Body Into A Question</title>
			<description>Our moon slips red&amp;#2013266048;&quot;eclipse&amp;rsquo;s voyeur shadow cups her breast.She lies still, a fawn, beneath my tear-brimmed eyes.Her breath&amp;#2013266048;&quot;dream&amp;rsquo;s morning dew?&amp;#2013266048;&quot;a whispered request?Light turns slowly, touch between her parted thighs.She moans a whispered song&amp;#20132..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gaias/2953076/</link>
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			<title>Where The Birches Meet</title>
			<description>She doesn&amp;rsquo;t flinch beneath the weight of heat,My breath explores the hollow of her thighs.She waits&amp;#2013266048;&quot;unmoving&amp;#2013266048;&quot;where the birches meet,She arches slowly&amp;hellip; then my hush sighs.My breath explores the hollow of her thighs,A damp note, I taste the waking skin.She arches..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gaias/2952621/</link>
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			<title>Her Blossom Falls</title>
			<description>A lone apple blossom clings inside sticky heat.She blooms too late&amp;#2013266048;&quot;her petals ache with desires.I press my thigh&amp;#2013266048;&quot;her fleeting scent, without mine, incomplete.The mirror knows my hungers, captive by summer briars.She blooms too late&amp;#2013266048;&quot;her petals ache with desires...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gaias/2952119/</link>
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			<title>Orgasm Of Dawn</title>
			<description>a Spenserian Stanza poetic form</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gaias/2951583/</link>
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			<title>The Day Love Flies</title>
			<description>a villanelle poetic form</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Gaias/2951347/</link>
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