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little rOcks fOr ages
caressed, pOlished
by time and the deep
cOOl water:
human’s fOrmless
fOrm, never fOund
nOr lOst
the ephemeral
thOught in its
mOrtal swOOn
strOked by lOver’s
hands sOftly
rOund & rOund
sure, everything
has a cOst
even a bOOby knOws that
but lOve’s visiOn
has nO bOunds
sO is hOpe
bOdy sOul
take it slOw, bOy
feel the vibratiOn under nOOn’s hand
& see a hummingbird
knOcking heart
against a cOld wOrld
stOp lOOking
but lOOk!
Open wide &
acknOwledge
the light!
::Z.Z. '05
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