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So much unsaid between us. The way they love remind me of us. Holding hands and sensuous touches Continue reading Yester Love. The Revolution Will Be Televised. Conscious silence and purposeful sound. A melding of word, sound and power Continue reading The Revolution Will Be Televised.
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Thoughts, feelings, words. Here, Where He Waits. The soft rolls of green. Sway like the tips of boats,. Or ripple like pond water. Green, billowing, a soft pillow. For the white tummies of does. It folds and curves to the horizon until it. Slouched in the shade of the Climbing Tree,. He stares, waiting, for the strict sun to meet the earth. Here he feels the wind as though diving. Through the crisp, pellucid pond. Here, where time slows.
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