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An old man thinking


I would dance with you forever, hold you close

And listen to you speak of miracles

Or watch your eyes as you dream in peaceful airs


I would count the stars that race around the night

Or the moon waxing overhead far away

But not so far that you glow in brilliant silhouette


I would whisper songs or write endlessly

Your body and soul part of every word,

Every sound a breath of you, languishing forever in my heart


I would taste of you every tear of joy

Drinking forever the depth of you

Endlessly like a single kiss, lasting lifetimes and beyond


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