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Monday, August 28, 2006

B L U E L A G O O N



E T E R N I T Y
or a drop of fire
enters
your veins
and drains
songs and melodies
from your body.

I watch
you sleep
inside a blue mirror
as my eyelids
brush through
your breath.

Its Midnight
Our hands touch
for the first time
as always.

I see you
holding a statue of mirrors
on your breast

Rapidly forming
a blue night
Inside our bodies
Forever


(That night
I dreamed with a blue lagoon...)

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