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ere heart trace

this sun gown warms
streamer lightness
like a halo

adversity is empty
shelved with
motes of touch

I thought I knew
loves striations
falling like spring
sedimentary values

I hear water trickling
and I can feel the falls
jagged rock and foam

the heart shaped sweetness
a glad smile
that lightness of being

and nights joy burns
like tracer rounds
my heart kicking
and I dream Im

I dream of forests
and rain at darkness
feel your small
palm against this pain

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Well I wish I'd written the last stanza...small palm against this pain is a wonderful way to end this emotional journey through poetry here. I enjoy the way you use abstract thought with the emotions and feelings.

"The perfect woman perpetrates literature as she does a small sin: as an experiment, in passing, to see if anybody notices it - and to makes sure that somebody does." - Nietzsche

The halo
the moat
the aura of velvet gown
as the sun frames
the moon
and blazes the flowers
into a round of seasons...

"and nights joy burns
like tracer rounds
my heart kicking
and I dream Im
hunting"... I smiled specially at this verse

You are all man Steven.
Love from a female.

"The image of yourself which you see in a mirror Is dead,
but the reflection of the moon on water, lives." Kenzan.

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