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Friday, March 27, 2015

It Spills Out [Again]

 I see the love go.

 I see the love gush

 Out of my veins
 Split wide
 Like canyons.

 I was
 An artery of
 The Master.

 We s p r a w l
 
  In bold hues.

  Cerulean.
  Lavender.

 Warmer
 Than cool. 

  I see the love go.


                                      Love come back to me.

  

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