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December 16th, 2009

Her

She stirs

I conjured her, I’m sure…

Her

She stirs

Her love is a blur….

Imagine a red cloud
of energy so pure
shaped magnetically with
a natural cure
placed unspoken
from lips unbroken
hands churning a spiral
heaven bound
Desires known from
destinations previously unbound
grace displaced gently in
proper measure
Wisdom from the womb confounds
such merciful treasure
guide my steps as I walk
with - her.

Thank you, for her.

For my wife Kristine

published in 2009 in December issue of

The Spinning Compass

A Wandering Rose publication

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