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			<title>WATER</title>
			<description>Some daysI soak my feet in your shallow cool waterand myfeet are loved. My toessplash in the puddle left by last night&amp;rsquo;s rain fall creating a spot of envyburning on thesoft white flesh just above my ankles.It won'twash away.The skinthat runs the length of ankl..</description>
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			<title>Lucifer Low</title>
			<description>This placeis low, low, Lucifer low.It boresthrough so deep that the devil might show. He passesthrough flames as they gracefully drift in curvedmotions like curtains;the drop,then the lift.Over wide open windows, with freedom they flowon my sweetbreezy mood,&amp;n..</description>
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			<title>I vow</title>
			<description>I will love you with fierce passion to explode the sun and we will be in love.I will protect you with my life even to its own end and you will always be safe. I will smile at you from shady corners of people filled rooms across chic downtown dinner tablesand you will be happy.I will catch your eye a..</description>
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			<title>That Cello Curve</title>
			<description>I close my eyes to see that magnificent curve of woman&amp;nbsp;that runs from hip through waist.Companion in flesh to cello carved by old knowing hands of master craftsman who works alone in a small room, creating immeasurable beauty.Contours along which I can wind slowly. Carved with purpose and time ..</description>
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			<title>The Thing</title>
			<description>I look up and then He.Coffee shop chai latte, foam at the bottom on table and I.When I look up, He.&amp;nbsp;Denim dark indigo wide cuff,&amp;nbsp;he says out of function&amp;nbsp;but he knows what looks good and I know that he looks good&amp;nbsp;and I can&amp;rsquo;t stop thinking to myself &amp;ldquo;F**k he looks good&amp;..</description>
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			<title>I remember him standing</title>
			<description>I remember him standing.I remember him standing&amp;nbsp;in a corner of warm woods&amp;nbsp;and cold concrete.His surroundings speak of him as clearly as he does;Gemini by design,&amp;nbsp;design by Gemini.I remember him standing.Sneakers onSpeakers onJeans and a t-shirt incognito not working&amp;nbsp;against his i..</description>
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			<title>Part one of He on a Sunday</title>
			<description>It&amp;rsquo;s the way your weighty silver penbalances&amp;nbsp;on the edge&amp;nbsp;of this dark grey sofa,reminding me of your Sunday crosswordin that spot&amp;nbsp;just moments beforeon this Sunday morning.I sit in this moment watchingyou gain small victories over the NY Times,word by ..</description>
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			<title>Sit with You.</title>
			<description>Before I ever sat with him...</description>
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			<title>Pray for Sunday</title>
			<description>Finally, I sat with him. </description>
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