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Wednesday, January 03, 2007

what color

Blankets spread across
porches
beds
world holding hands
interlocking fingers
what color was
your first kiss
crossing the street
with make believe angels
and blue-devil guards
what color was
your first f...
when the cars
sped by under
horse statues
greeting
steamed windows with
bedroom goodbyes
in the morning
night
under
good morning stars.

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