March 2012
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07. [POEM]
Mon amour, the ink sea the tangerine moon, your teeth are pressed pages of the most treasured books, Song of Songs, Hymne à la Beauté the blacks of your eyes are where the poet dips his pen and composes the night skies, the equinox, deep forests of frigid pines where lovers dodge their smiles like a dancing Artemis My love,you are winter and you are summer your eyes are the sea of Venus’s...
