Loves
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Honey voice
I coat my voice with honey
Because you would break
If my words
Were not sugar coated
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Growing Beautifully Old
Because that is love,
When my beaten wrinkled skin is still caressed by you,
And your gray smoky hair is my loving obsession.
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Husky Eyes
My treasure is my eyes,
The colors they create,
The color they are,
Gray husky and slate.
My treasure is not captive,
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Old Skin
Fall had come, and close to its end, it approached. The air became brisk, with winter awaiting in the future, and as a girl wandered down the sidewalk, autumn's old skin shifted through the air above her maple hair.
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Cowboy, Come Home
He is a toy cowboy on a horse
and is dragged off into the sunset
while my stuffed bunny heart
waits in the backdrop to be held.
Our God is the small Girl who hides