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A Poem by Tenten
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They spoke in soft kisses

Sang in hand movements

Danced as night’s children

She cried in red

Bled in ink

Washed away in rain

His eyes are dying seas

His hands broken touch

Buried in winter breasts

They spoke in soft kisses

Sang in hand movements

Danced as night’s children


© 2008 Tenten


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Tenten
Cp. 11:??AM Thu 04/10/08 NM blah words (Written, New Word)

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Tenten
Tenten

Alamosa, CO



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