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Caught on the Barbed Wire of Sensation
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
The Heart of Darkness
Longing can be manufactured into a gift,
one that sits eternally,
unopened,
with ribbon that doesn't fade:
Her face against yours,
a similar respite,
a slow, unmistakable sparkle around the edges,
a pulsing intensity like a lower jungle canopy,
green to green,
leaf to leaf,
and a whisper in the distance.
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