Pour Me
Pour me up a banquetof your leaves
Branches that connect
across the ceiling.
Further tell me
what you may
Keep my secrets
as you say you love me.
Sweetheart
Opening this blossom
from a bud of stifted-ness
I breathe the air right from your nostrils
Everlasting comfort.
3-5-10
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