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“If you reveal your secrets to the wind, you should not blame the wind for revealing them to the trees.” Khalil Gibran
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If you stop and look
now and then.

Today’s Epiphany: Life is like a box of English crackers. Pretty packaging full of bad jokes, paper crowns and once in a while, a great toy.

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(Somewhere in the 90’s)
Experimental movements
Social obligations
Each turn
Each take
A different moment
and interpretation.
His smile
lights your soul
for a little while,
But the flame only burns
When his smile
Stays consistent
Beside you
In front of you
Inside you.
Trust ignited
Inhibitions let go
And you are his
And he is yours
And there is no one
else
In the world.

Friend, our closeness is this:
anywhere you put your foot, feel me
in the firmness under you.
How is it with this love,
I see your world and not you?

Listen to the Presences inside poems,
let them take you where they will.
Follow those private hints,
and never leave the premises.
When it’s cold and raining,
you are more beautiful.
And the snow brings me
even closer to your lips.
The inner secret, that which was never born,
you are that freshness, and I am with you now.
I can’t explain the goings,
or the comings. You enter suddenly,
and I am nowhere again.
Inside the majesty.
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