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standing at your shores in shiftless circles
i gave all my best
to your seeing eyes…
from my bleeding fingers…
drew all the breath from life…
should i stand at your puzzled shores
wait for you to smile
listen to your enchanting voice singing
swim to me
the glow off the moon has wrapped you in wonder
given you an image of tangibility
my heart is tapping, tapping, tapping
like crickets nailing shut the coffin door
the moon has released her last plume of ashen light
the night has dashed her foot upon a stone
and she has started to bleed daylight
i find i am still standing at your shores |
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| January 17, 2004 |
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