Re - restless tired a rain turning , blunting across
You are a Sea, the sun the strength sky holding strokes
Ever, eager in aerial, She- Everest arrives, aimly grieving green
Bluest worry calls - stars want the to be moonlight in eaten music
The heat the menacing without you I – would freeze
The time to take in - the winter seas to beyond my sink
Unwash, white hope the the cliffs scalding clean,
Because I love you, doing dishes - who pieces love I can play again
Gathering the night to run the notes Olympus rings flames of fingers
I own amazing- places where I gave birth to night and all
The sun - suddenly a planted moonrash on a Monday –
My tears washing buckets and smiles - Degas
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