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Sunday, November 7, 2010

relative distance

whispers in my ear from waves

i cannot see or feel, her voice is

frigid water on my skin awakening

me and petrifying me, struck dumb

and dreaming by soft sweet words

from somewhere else- but o! so close

to this heart she strikes with each

gentle laugh and smile i can feel in

every fibre of my soul.