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Mar 16, 2004 16:20

Loreena McKennitt's lilting lyrics
linger, mingling with the smell of
loaves of bread freshly baked.

Laughing, we linger over our bowls of
lamb and lentil stew with lemon.
Looking up from my bowl,

Light from the candle reflects the
lapis lazuli of her eyes. I am
lost as I look within.

Lazily I caress her arm,
luxuriating in the silkiness,
lanquidly leaning toward her lips.

2004-03-09

workshop, love, poetry

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