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Red: The Love Poems

Poem IV

Feeling the somber imprint of you,

O desolate he,

I seek for your kindling waters

to give me light…

As the banks of your ever thirsty shores

silence the waves that come to

mend the sandy dunes of

your secret miseries…

Yet, I am no wave.

I, am the root, planted

as the oak

that stretches beyond—

stretches through

the silence

to waters

in foams of deep;

deep in the belly of

your shallow grave.

With His water

that saves...

with His water

that bathes,

soaks; cleanses

your somber sands—,

I am woman

to help you, man,

feel near


to the presence

of love.

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