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| Foto: Ellen Anon |
Kindred
No rainstorm now
Just quietly
Absorbing your
Dandelion scent
Through my open pores.
No yesterday
Instead I do
Anticipate
Our sibling core
In your ivy eyes.
At full moon though
Beware, my friend
Then still I crave
Your kindred hand
Just beneath my skin.


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