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​It doesn’t interest me​own child-bed.​not exactly​I am telling ​, ​of being human.​pissing on your ​about you are​which is why ​, ​limitations​naked little boy,​

​back. My thoughts​

​wasted on me ​websites: ​
​to remember the ​stand like a ​
​hind your​
​going to go ​Text obtained from ​

​to be realistic​and you will ​
​I write be-​which is not ​all your days​

​to be careful​

​give you away​in ponds &​experience​be undisguised in ​without cautioning us​for they will ​swim naked​

​of some marvelous ​

​Let its vastness ​and toes​
​the speech planned, known, given,​love along. We​
​were all cheated ​you​
​of your fingers ​games, the actor's part,​

​learned to​

​it seems they ​and tenderness hold ​to the tips ​Watch out for ​which I have​as the horse​Let its fierceness ​

​ecstasy fill you​your mouth.​

​of as stripes​rider as carefully​your eyes​
​and let the ​falls out of ​
​body I think​when he didn’t pick the ​
​Sleeping and waking, unfold itself inside ​dance with wildness​
​your heart​of your​

​matter Marino Marini ​

​your ears​if you can ​mouthing knowledge as ​silo. Parts​or for that ​Spoken and silent, surprise you inside ​

​own​

​hanging upside down,​is a crooked​sank​and wholly​
​mine or your ​and leaves you ​
​the window​when the sun ​
​keep itself wildly ​
​be with joy​knows nothing​

​hazel eyes. Out​


​near the tree ​of this day ​


​if you can ​so much it ​a woman with​person to stand ​

​Let the vow ​know​

​because it knows ​was​got the right ​
​bless you​I want to ​intellect,​
​my life I ​when they never ​
​With snow-scent and lavender ​or fix it.​Watch out for ​

​my life. During​

​Impressionists do them​you​or fade it​away.​I left during​research of the ​let it bless ​

​hide it​

​and flush themselves ​but the thoughts​does all the ​
​With these friends ​without moving to ​
​the toilet​will be compost​
​and what good ​bless you​own​

​their heads in ​

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​only my body​to wow me​Today, let this light ​
​mine or your ​they will bury ​my death. Not​

​Michelangelo that used ​first embrace​sit with pain​as you will,​years after​of Leonardo or ​heat of her ​

​if you can ​

​betray them,​for​a single drawing ​
​steps into the ​know​because when you ​
​to be used ​at a rehearsal ​Today when someone ​
​I want to ​

​friends,​

​I would like​Staircase or​his last sorrow​further pain.​Watch out for ​write because​Nude Descending a ​

​sits long inside ​from fear of ​

​your leg, an instant leper.​so was he. I​
​think of the ​Today when someone ​shrivelled and closed​
​to eat off ​I was there​
​home I never ​

​hungry and tired​

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​or have become ​out​

​It was summer​just as at ​roofs of the ​by life’s betrayals​you'll fling yourself ​works of Proust.​care of Futurism​bends to the ​been opened​

​its mouth and ​

​read all the​
​or less takes ​Today when starlight ​
​if you have ​it can open ​
​Accidentally I​so beautifully more ​

​in their dryness​

​your own sorrow​hate,​tea.​that you move ​waiting of roots ​

​the centre of ​

​Watch out for ​a cup of ​
​and the fact ​leaps to the ​
​touched​snow, snow, snow, smothering your mountain.​
​boils I get​

​the first time​

​Today when rain ​if you have ​can bury you,​When the water​can go together ​has been born​know​for its avalanche ​is getting me.​yet so we ​will not meet ​I want to ​power,​where this, anything​you haven’t gone to ​

​or someone you ​

​squaring your moon…​Watch out for ​
​know​

​which thank heavens ​

​been born​what planets are​by Anne Sexton​no desire to ​

​Frick​

​you love has ​It doesn’t interest me​mine.​
​goals. I have​it’s in the ​
​Today when someone ​of being alive.​will be all ​
​of​occasionally and anyway ​

​died​

​for the adventure ​And she never ​to all kinds ​
​the Polish Rider ​never met has ​for your dream​
​any man,​absolutely in opposition​except possibly for ​or someone you ​

​for love​not made for ​in sight. I am​world​died​

​fool​

​But she was ​with no ends​
​portraits in the ​you love has ​looking like a ​
​resign;​means again​
​than all the ​Today when someone ​risk​

​to my ways ​

​and then a​look at you ​to warm​if you will ​And her ways ​

​as a means,​

​I would rather ​keeps its promise ​
​know​can,​
​sort. Pleasure​at you and ​
​Today when fire ​I want to ​

​all that she ​

​re-​I look​to open​are.​She loves me ​

​as a last ​

​did them​keep their promise ​
​how old you ​into the sea.​
​no money. Prayer​world anyone ever ​
​Today when windows ​It doesn’t interest me​

​Or steps leading ​

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​nothing and make​why in the ​its red leaves​
​heart’s longing.​of coloured beads,​time to do​

​you suddenly wonder ​




​maple sets down ​

​of meeting your ​



​is a string ​summer as a​all, just paint​Today when the ​dare to dream​And her voice ​body and mind​in it at ​

​its wren song​and if you ​to me!​being dirty in​have no faces ​spotted egg releases ​for​'tis a woe ​the sensation of​show seems to ​

​Today when the ​

​what you ache ​In the sun ​re-released: swimming,​ and the portrait ​into snow​know​

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​spectacles​

​of their den ​

​I want to ​hair than she ​

​are in​

​breathing through its ​

​Today when fox-kits come out ​

​for a living.​

​She has more ​

​embrace as new​

​like a tree ​ripen​what you do ​

​on a valentine.​the things I​

​between each other ​Today when persimmons ​

​It doesn’t interest me​

​And her mouth ​

​you know. All​and forth​

​by Jane Hirshfield​by Oriah​

​fairy-tale,​of change, as​

​are drifting back ​bed.​locked in.​

​hands in a ​enemy​

​o’clock light we ​

​will share one ​

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​airy space, not​

​She learned her ​

​I am an ​

​New York 4 ​In death we ​

​in a green​

​mine;​

​you know. And​

​in the warm ​quilt.​

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​so,​

​will be all ​largest supermarket​it​
​share a single ​and meet you​
​And she never ​always in the​
​in front of ​
​In life we ​met​pink nor pale,​
​a jar as​statuary when right ​

​my clay.​I would be​She is neither ​
​buy it in ​unpleasantly definitive as ​
​You are in ​irrelevant:​
​by Edna St. Vincent Millay​good & you should​as solemn as ​
​your clay.​It's not​

​Witch-Wife​damn​still​
​I am in ​near them.)​
​in this marriage.​butter is no ​
​be anything as ​of me.​
​let me be​
​how spirit mingles ​unprocessed peanut​
​that there can ​And a figure ​
​me and​
​describe​the new​I’m with you ​
​you,​
​the birds saw ​of words to ​
​down to it ​to believe when ​
​a figure of ​
​no-one passed near,​I am out ​

​right​it is hard ​And mold again ​
​enchantment,​blue sky.​
​If you get ​statuary​pieces with water,​
​a half-hour under the ​

​in a clear ​

​fact.​

​before people and ​And mix the ​
​I stood​welcomes the moon ​
​sex. This is a ​smiles take on ​

​into pieces,​
​feathered in tender, lively brown—​
​an omen as ​
​& wanting to have​the secrecy our ​
​And break them ​hen-birds​
​good name,​hungry​

​partly because of ​both of them,​
​the three douce ​
​face and a ​I am always ​
​birches​Then we take ​

​and with them ​have a fair ​
​by Eileen Myles​tulips around the ​
​of me.​mask​
​May this marriage ​oh god….​
​the fluorescent orange ​And a figure ​

​a black Venetian ​

​hereafter.​
​to utter is, oh god,​
​partly because of ​
​figure of you​
​and wearing​
​happiness here and ​
​can bring yourself ​yoghurt​

​Molded into a ​

​and the smallest, golden as gorse ​

​a seal of ​
​and all you ​
​your love for ​of clay​
​the brindled, merry, mousegliding one,​of compassion,​in your throat,​
​you, partly because of ​bake a lump ​
​poll, dark,​be a sign ​
​ball of sun ​
​my love for ​In which we ​
​the azalea-breasted with round ​May this marriage ​
​becomes a burning ​partly because of ​
​fire,​species:​
​paradise.​explosive wisdom​St. Sebastian​
​Burns like a ​
​of a different ​a day in ​
​and all your ​a better happier ​
​That it​three birds each ​
​our every day ​speechless,​
​you look like ​love,​
​breaking their journey,​laughter,​
​time you are ​your orange shirt ​
​Have so much ​birds of passage ​

​be full of ​

​there the first ​partly because in ​
​You and I​I met there,​

​May this marriage ​
​let me be ​Barcelona​

​Chung​
​and the birds ​palm.​

​then, sweet jesus,​de Gracia in ​
​Rexroth and Ling ​
​abundance—​
​like the date ​
​as his word​

​on the Travesera ​

​by Kuan Tao-sheng, translated by Kenneth ​

​threshold of​
​shade​only as good ​
​to my stomach ​
​moments.​blossom on the ​
​offer fruit and ​a man is ​
​or being sick ​
​in the empty ​fresh leaves,​May this marriage ​
​is true that ​
​to San Sebastian, Irún, Hendaye, Biarritz, Bayonne​
​keep​
​new grass,​
​halvah.​and if it ​
​fun than going ​
​the company you ​air, scent of​
​this marriage, like wine and ​into a poet.​
​is even more ​truly like​
​shadows and cool​sweet milk,​
​that turned you ​
​by Frank O’Hara​
​and if you ​noon, long​
​May it be ​
​for the heartbreak ​

​Clover dwell.​

​with yourself​Saturday after​
​be blessed.​throw a party ​Which in the ​
​be alone​late​and this marriage ​
​i want to ​Bees​
​if you can ​

​the downtown park,​May these vows ​
​as a synonym.​

​This, and my heart, and all the ​

​know​quiet befallen​by Rumi​

​no such thing ​sum could tell—​
​I want to ​(a veil of ​

​to make fire​you there was ​Some one the ​
​falls away.​May​

​we are learning ​thank whoever told ​
​count—should I forget​when all else ​

​green light of​this far​
​i want to ​Be sure you ​

​from the inside​

​about the​
​at having survived​right word.​
​meadows wide—​

​what sustains you​
​I told you ​with wonder​

​nothing more wrecking-sexy than the ​
​And all the ​know​
​encounter—​where painfully and ​‘cause there is ​
​fields—​
​I want to ​

​marriage, an​
​outdoors, eating popcorn​among them,​
​This, and my heart, and all the ​
​you have studied.​

​in wedlock, I want​
​at the back, where we squat​find my name ​
​beside—​

​or with whom​

​Don't lock me ​

​the unpainted stairs​i want to ​This, and my heart ​
​where or what ​by Denise Levertov​of the desert​
​desires.​today—​It doesn’t interest me​
​balloon.​the forest, the edge​
​names you’ve given your ​
​have to bring ​
​back.​like a happened ​
​the edge of ​
​know all the ​It’s all I ​
​and not shrink ​all around​
​that, and colder:​
​i want to ​by Emily Dickinson​
​with me​
​and you float ​it is before ​of your epiphanies.​
​hands​of the fire​
​off​tent​
​in the haiku ​
​rain,has such small ​in the centre ​
​crust is thrown ​a house, or even a ​
​your disappointments,​nobody,not even the ​
​will stand​when the dark ​
​Marriage is not​long-winded epics of ​roses)​
​know if you ​for you,​by Margaret Atwood​
​live in the ​deeper than all ​
​I want to ​in celebration,​
​23. ​
​i want to ​your eyes is ​here.​
​break crystal glasses​
​ride.​of your seductions.​
​the voice of ​came to be ​but wants to ​
​take the​memorize the scripts ​
​me understands​or how you ​way to them,​
​wink. I​
​i want to ​and opens;only something in ​who you know​
​you on the ​squint. I​
​in the astrology.​that closes​
​It doesn’t interest me​this typewriter likes ​
​the Sun. I​find a pattern ​
​is about you ​children.​possible leaves,​
​path of​i want to ​know what it ​
​to feed the ​Oh special person,​
​conventional​words are born.​

​(i do not ​

​done​

​Let go. Let go.​in the vastly​see where your ​
​breathing​needs to be ​
​come.​a tiny step​i want to ​
​forever with each ​and do what ​
​green thing will ​
​day,​communication.​
​rendering death and ​to the bone​
​and the real ​middle of​a strategy for ​
​its countries,​weary and bruised ​know you'll root​

​wich in the​star chart than ​the colour of ​
​despair​with pasted-on leaves and ​love, a sand-​more like a ​compels me with ​
​of grief and ​a young tree​breezes, constant​until it looks ​
​your intense fragility:whose texture​after the night ​of you like ​
​growth and​brilliant light​the power of ​

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​can get up​except some, except I think ​rest, random​

​and points of ​

​equals​

​know if you ​I have said,​just like the​with a dictionary ​
​in this world ​I want to ​believe a word ​
​one day was​map it out ​are to perceive ​money you have.​
​I do not ​there when​

​i want to ​nothing which we ​or how much ​
​A collaboration.​starting back​words die.​
​everywhere descending;​you live​of mine.​childhood,​where the wrong ​
​the snow carefully ​to know where ​and somewhat out ​you from my​

​in your heart ​flower imagines​It doesn’t interest me​of your words​
​is. I love​visit the place ​heart of this ​
​"Yes."​made somewhat out ​very best there​
​i want to ​as when the ​

​the full moon,​me,​
​known be the​
​of consciousness.​shut very beautifully,suddenly,​the silver of ​
​to admonitions from ​I have always​
​of your stream ​my life will ​and shout to ​attention​something​

​into the suicide ​close me,i and​
​of the lake​you I'd pay no ​why shouldn’t​
​voice​wish be to ​at the edge ​
​if I were ​white hair​cliff of your ​or if your ​

​and still stand ​Special person,​
​all your new​jump off the ​(touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose​
​yours and mine​undoes your disbelief.​knocked out by​
​i want to ​opens​live with failure​

​because your belief ​you,​you.​
​myself as Spring ​if you can ​into its arms ​
​in love with ​more like kissing ​petal by petal ​know​
​can't be planned, you just fall​it. I’m immoderately​and dreaming became ​you open always ​

​I want to ​like prayer and ​
​good about​more like dreaming​fingers,​from its presence.​
​is something​that’s what’s so​until listening become ​closed myself as ​
​own life​the land. To love another ​&​
​diction​though i have ​
​can source your ​your tears to ​you tell me ​wrapping around your ​me​

​And if you ​

​sand takes you,​control​

​tongue​
​easily will unclose ​every day.​
​give, when the gravelly ​is out of ​

​staccato of your ​your slightest look ​
​is not pretty​to it,​
​Nature​

​the legato and ​near​
​even when it ​
​to it, give your laugh ​
​is lovely.​i would follow ​

​they are too ​can see Beauty​give your body ​
​back. Which​breath.​

​cannot touch because ​

​know if you ​
​in on,​behind your​
​using “anarchistic” and “intimate” in the same ​or which i ​
​I want to ​
​want to glide ​so I work​
​in your backyard​
​me,​and therefore trustworthy.​
​a wave you ​
​to relax. &​
​describe the oranges ​
​things which enclose ​
​be faithless​

​It must be ​

​how​

​the way you ​
​frail gesture are ​If you can ​
​Love? Be it man. Be it woman.​you I know ​
​me on,​

​in your most ​

​your own soul.​end.​
​my teeth. With​that really turns ​
​their silence:​
​and not betray ​your running will ​
​get to sink​

​sentence—​any experience,your eyes have ​
​betrayal​and none of ​
​real you I​
​in the same ​
​never travelled,gladly beyond​

​the accusation of ​won't be heard​

​and into the​say “dicey” and “delectable” and “octogenarian”​somewhere i have ​bear​
​and your scream ​you come back​the way you ​
​by e.e. cummings​If you can ​a mummy,​
​of you until​vocabulary like yours.​18. ​to yourself.​
​you up like ​with my reflection​man with a ​

​way, be known.​
​to be true ​it will wrap ​where I play​
​to marry a ​
​and in that ​disappoint another​toes) ,​
​like a playground​then I want ​
​hold it, and share it,​can​
​yes including the ​me. It’s more​word,​for the moon, but continues to ​
​know if you ​of you says ​you & you love​good as his ​
​credit​I want to ​
​and every part ​because I have​is only as ​
​sky takes no ​is true.​true,​
​to get you​if a man ​
​credit, as the night ​me​(unless it is ​not intended​
​by Mindy Nettifee​You take no ​

​you are telling ​love​they are useless,​
​[untitled]​responsible.​
​if the story ​Watch out for ​exalted because​
​you about it​touch. You are not ​much happiness,​
​and scratched records…..​and love even ​it too could ​cannot make you ​
​peaceful tree house​You are happy ​
​Happiness lands on ​But happiness floats.​

​you, you have pieces ​

​a wound to ​

​to do with ​all worlds​
​world​love move​
​by e.e. cummings​return to each ​For​The terrain around ​
​holding hands​by Hafiz​two by two ​and we​

​communion​are heavy with ​trees.​
​of kisses.​own the universe.​the sunned mother-of-pearl of your ​
​turning fans.​the morning star ​my savage, solitary soul, my name that ​bites the plum ​
​it.​

​eyes.​as though you ​run away.​
​all the boats ​only against the ​
​off her clothes.​with shadowy fish.​howls and bangs ​
​Oh let me ​Who writes your ​

​nobody since I ​head that I ​Subtle visitor, you arrive in ​by Pablo Neruda​
​stars apart​higher than soul ​
​bud​knows​and whatever a ​
​no world(for beautiful you ​by only me ​my heart)i am never ​

​11. ​breathe. Do I take?​I had longed ​me, no matter​
​working toward this ​from their sourness; and at the ​
​away. I felt as ​space—perhaps one of ​past on it, I felt​felt it​
​vow, though taken​holding each other ​in history—what our bodies ​

​awe. In truth, we had married​

​open Bible, and the minister​stable perfectly cleaned. It was night,​stood on the ​
​altar, I stood​Sound.​
​Our starving world​For coffee and​
​I got kin ​Will grow.​
​at me.​on my mat ​
​table.​be shy.​
​And love.​hands with God​
​sky.​by Hafiz​

​I carefully tended​

​but this has ​something.​bruised blossoms​
​into the water.​deposits me:​6. ​to forsake​the ground​
​lit​only love​that love costs ​of love's light​fear​
​pain.​and in its ​and comes into ​live coiled in ​my mind.​
​you​with their eyes ​deceitful games.​now they are ​
​They are the ​beyond​light,​The moon has ​to be that ​
​to be the ​body lies​back​you up the ​from the grief ​the silver​
​descend,​bluegreen leaves​head​with you, to enter​sleeping.​
​• A Blessing for ​• Admonitions To A ​• [untitled], by Mindy Nettifee​• It’s all I ​place, by e.e. cummings​
​• The Ache of ​• [i carry your ​• Desire, by Alice Walker​ • The Privileged Lovers, by Rumi​

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​stay and thrive ​An angel from ​In idle dreams ​poems, this is the ​a whole page ​into everything you ​

​to contain so ​

​the soiled linens ​

​and ripe peaches,​own,​dust​lived in a ​
​it wants to.​It doesn’t need anything.​or change.​falls in around ​

​rub against,​to know what ​
​(skilfully curled)​yes is a ​
​of​loves.​
​we​Dangerous​Listen,​
​We are all ​it.​

​known outside it​It is leviathan ​We look for ​thigh and tongue, beloved,​
​with the cherry ​dark hazels, and rustic baskets ​
​think that you ​I have loved ​
​light unwind in ​we have seen ​accustomed to me,​

​I love you, and my happiness ​breasts smell of ​ran through your ​Cling to me ​
​You are here. Oh, you do not ​and turns loose ​I can contend ​
​The rain takes ​a net crammed ​Suddenly the wind ​the south?​yellow garlands.​
​You are like ​than this white ​universe.​12. ​the wonder that's keeping the ​
​called life;which grows​bud of the ​deepest secret nobody ​has always meant​my fate,my sweet)i want​
​done​in​this pleasure? I do.​
​asked if I ​gift​to speak—he was offering ​

​And yet, I had been ​promise—the sweetness I'd inferred​forsaking all others, then was brushed​
​in the bright ​or the distant ​and the future, and yet I ​just before the ​
​gathered together, death. We stood​stood​
​with fear and ​fell onto the ​was wood, painted ivory inside, no people—God's​and the minister ​
​stand at the ​the purest​a food​
​over​“Ahhhhhh,​own heart​
​and make faces ​sit​refuse things at ​I used to ​That surpasses​
​As we hold ​in the day ​to fill it.​how the hole​into devotion;​

​grow​& sweep dried leaves​body​same; wherever Life​of your Being​
​I am ready ​
​I fell to ​The sky was ​Yet it is ​see​
​In the flush ​the chains of ​
​ancient histories of ​Love arrives​temple​
​exiles from delight​setting fire to ​is​
​new world​

​the world of ​

​particles of light​of fiery passion.​
​to a world ​
​This dance of ​by Rumi​
​only. I would like ​I would like ​
​to where your ​would row you ​
​to follow​
​protect you​to give you ​
​where you must ​
​wavering forest of ​slides over my ​
​to sleep​
​to watch you ​
​• Married Love, by Kuan Tao-sheng​
​• Witch-Wife, by Edna St. Vincent Millay​with You, by Frank O’Hara​
​never travelled, gladly beyond, by e.e. cummings​
​• love is a ​
​Play…, by Pablo Neruda​
​• The Wedding Vow, by Sharon Olds​
​• Defeated by Love, by Rumi​
​Word Sleep, by Margaret Atwood​
​the most epic ​
​that gave me ​
​beau, whip up a ​
​made to be ​
​during undergrad and ​
​others.​
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​was fine, was okay.​
​change that true ​
​answers and find ​
​Christian religion? What is Christianity?​For your deeply ​
​To the good ​
​gift of love.​You win; I’m yours forever; I concede.​
​would contain the ​
​to be a ​
​message that says ​
​my perfect refuge.​
​cold,​can be in ​
​You’re the perfect ​
​Your femininity/masculinity attracts me;​
​her. This short romantic ​
​The following short ​
​all,​
​life were finished,​
​and fulfilling, as this short ​
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​few lines as ​
​others.​
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​way with me, your touch, your kiss;​
​know and love ​
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​By Joanna Fuchs​
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