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when you come
Contributed by
MsScissors
on
Monday, 13th September 2004 @ 04:17:31 PM in AEST
Topic:
dedicatedpoems
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Bring the silver tips of green tea leaves young in the spring and the chilled breath of morning in your mouth
The hand warmed as by the sun a fruit of summer
the chest a pillow which sends adrift scents nepenthian delirium
the voice pulling my ear caressing my brain vibrating in the deepest recesses
Bring the jewels of your heart- the ambrosia stones of your good faith and the crystalline laughter that erupts from your joy
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MsScissors
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2004-09-13 16:17:31] (Date/Time posted on
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