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Sometimes i want to run through
your heart as if it were a plain
of tender golden wheat.
Arms spread wide as the wings of
a falcon, unable to embrace the
stalks innumerable, each shinning grain
born of kindness.
And how i could forget the flow of time
kept company by this playful breeze
this warming sun,
rolling,
body shaking
with laughter, on the blessd earth of your soul,
then come to rest breathless beneath the infinite
clear sky living in your eyes.