I learned to drink you inwhen young, and bold to me, you always told the distinction betweenthe stream residing, inside and the one that trickles withinthe mist and dew-ladenedpetals trimmed with honey, and the scent of jasmineherein it runs back and forthfilling my life with equal partsyour love andthe love that dwells within my hope-filled […]
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