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(for mahal and the pretty girl) this was mine into the night: cautiously speeding and shadow in meticulous tow, making excuses in my head as to why this visit was really necessary, feeling heart and swollen in spite of my conscious self. and hers: weary and watering, on hers to bed and your voice to soothe, without me again and always oblivious as to how she has softly deconstructed me with her selflessness. i on mine, we exchanged pleasantries and spoke no deeper than where we sat, where i burned and she billowed, casual as a cat in her comfort in us -- and so each full blown and blustered and in selves absorbed we into the night thus went on our ways, she coiling into dreaming and i spinning deeper into love. Written December 13th, 2001 © on Dec 12 2001 09:11 PM PST   18 • 0 • 8

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