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13 February 2011

She

She
Is the one
That
Reconciles
This shell and its ingredients
Something so sweet and dischordant
Sifts
Through
The
Sand
Until she finds something precious
Finds words and shapes
That swell
And burst
I love her.

1 comment:

Ghostdog said...

"This shell and its ingredients
Something so sweet and dischordant".

gotta love the mortal shell, cause only then divinity in thought and emotion can merge with he and she.