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Winter
by Sharmagne Leland-St. John

Winter under water
blue as star song
you made my mornings
murmur of night songs

is that love?

Your voice is desire
you are the sacred ghost
of star filled skies
the laughter of the wind

desire is not love

My hungry heart
whispers a song
of sorrow
for a ha'penny
I would give you
my dreams

that is true love









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