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The wind’s silver shimmery rolling rhythm Soft pink petals float upward & follow Yet nothing can capture it In each gust, a poem, of “i love you.” My heart aches to listen Yet dreads to be stormed in…. -b

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“And the sky, never before so beautiful, sank down into my heart, and held me like a dream.”

— William Wordsworth, from The Prelude; Book II.

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And if I'm meant to be alone, please take away my desire to be loved.

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“I, too, follow toward where I am forever returning— Her.”

Natalie Diaz “Postcolonial Love Poem”

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a flash of lightning / from another horizon like the white hand / of Moses with my eyes, my lost diamonds

— faiz ahmed faiz, blackout, trans. naomi lazard

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