'Noyade dans la riviere de l'amour
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.....
.........
This drowning is so good
That it should be continued...'
Once a man drowning thought
Feeling the cool liberation
Of soul...
Sunk into lovely river...
One full moon full monsoon flow...
And
There
The flicker
Of light
From bank left
Fell
Like a silvery strip of land...
Trembling...
On small waves...
Upon the cool...
Upon the man's gate...
Flooded...
And
he discovered
How a beauty gets beautiful more
As if blessed
As if dressed
Anew...
Thursday, June 27, 2013
Drowning into the river...of Love...
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