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which flies around inside my head it must land somewhere like here with words for feet words for you my love of how I wish you here how my happiness is circled by your arms and the need for you is thorns inside my blood this thing with wings which flutters in my heart would land upon your lips and speak right to your nerves would hold you in these aching arms and press you to this aching breast this thing with wings flapping through these cravings song would fly in you my love to farther lands and deeper seas and would your storming passions please ----- ------------------------------1/19/'92 |
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