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Apr 2014
the cool evening draws itself inward
around our bodies close entwined
in musk filled sheets we lay mute
hands braille like speak of life's
message on lovers
skin cooling now
quiescent
replete
sate
best read in landscape
this is a nonet
poem
nine lines
first line 9 syllables
last line 1 syllable
betterdays
Written by
betterdays  F/east coast australia
(F/east coast australia)   
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