Th woman
as
us as
me
to you
spirit fly
high.
as
whatever is
to be
liked
nurtured rose bushes
botched dish washing.
as no warning
meant here
love and lust to adjust
for us.
***
life
to hold in my arms
is to carry an entire universe
from room to room.
Avoiding the plants
and games
we go to bed.
Sip it slow.
Talk and we find out.
Dream and we find out.
Cry and we find out.
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