On Leaf Lips and Lip's Leaves and Leaf lips and Leaflets

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And here I go
To where the leaves of trees are lips
Lips not leaves do clog the eves
Around some cabin in some wood.

And here I go
To where the wood of trees is could
And could grows thick and brown and dark
For cabin making in the cold.

And here I go
To where the leaves of trees are lips
I kiss the whispering pads
Soft naked rounds of
Murmuring detachment
And wonder if the wood lives
Like a face.

And here I go
To where the leaves of trees are lips
And where lips not leaves do clog the eves
Round some cabin in the wood.

And here I go
To where the leaves of trees are lips
And where lips not leaves do clog the eves
Round some cabin in the wood.

And here I go
To where the leaves of trees are lips
And where lips not leaves do clog the eves
Round some cabin in the wood.

And here I go
To where the leaves of trees are lips
And where lips not leaves do clog the eves
Round some cabin in the wood.

And here I go
To where the leaves of trees are lips
And where lips not leaves do clog the eves
Round some cabin in the wood.

And here I go
To where the leaves of trees are lips
And where lips not leaves do clog the eves
Round some cabin in the wood.