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2004-07-06 - 1:22 p.m.

on the trails of early morning running breeze, you are everything i smell and taste. for every word i censor, i want you five levels deeper. i don't ask anymore how we got here. i just witness the acceleration of the me and you of september mornings knowing as much as we think we do now. but we do, don't we. the sun across your body, the one that broke the spell of night [that or the ringing in your ear], the extended rays of my embrace. my tenderness. my gratitude. my want [i want everything in your room]. i do not even question why it is you my saddened heart seeks out. you are the muse and the motion of my moment.

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