#for morphina

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Love’s extent

of laughter

reciprocate

joy and sky

—d—m/morphina

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The rain does not know

how old I am

or how tired I am

or how happy

the rain does not know

how it brings the scent of

grass and pine

to my nose

and yours

and how the wet scent

makes us both

feel alive

-d—m for morphina

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Walk into night with

you held

In your beauty

I can only be me

d—m for morphina

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The moon hangs at the end of the sky A bright crescent on its shadowed face And tree trunks shelter the angled way Buildings pass like sturdy ghosts They ask, they ask Do you wake early or late? And the river walks on tingling skin It asks, it asks Can you see stars through trees tonight? Past and present meet in fragrant air And the moon hangs at the end of the sky As we walk, we walk, my sweetheart The night invites a reply And the trees write melodies on our skin They ask, they ask Where does it go, this dance? We are inside the night, its tenderness We are the darkness of the night You and I, you and I The moon hangs at the end of the sky

d–m for Morphina

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Transparent night turns like a silent mill, grinding out stars. ... we will claim every minute of reality, but claim dreams as well: we will dream all the dreams. -Pablo Neruda /d—m for morphina

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…. sonorous smiles……

richly in sarabande

..love dances delight……

/d—m for Morphina

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Time’s eyes in color pirouettes The fading hearts of fireflies

They sing of berry throngs     , and wild rivers! as dusk masks the trumpet sun and viola moon

I am not one of them, love and their fatality Your colors pulse with my blood as Tēlegoneia’s clear-washed shores

Harkened beat demise and dream,  spear’s glory, the lighted whisper and return to love

Hear the quick of my heart it is also yours The evening comes and the season

 d–m for morphina