haiku of longing
our eyes met for a moment,
we fell deeply in–
today i am aflutter.
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the fabric of a Sunday night in Seattle
the rain comes in torrents ravaging the sky pressing hard into the earth aching, turgid clouds release as I drift off in the arms of the Beloved mind quiet heart peaceful body spent
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