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From horizon to horizon

theirs , words

Be my immune system

mine , words

What he could do

theirs , words

Full possession of my senses

theirs , words

Time and space of the night

theirs , words

Around the shoulder of the sun

mine , words

Every moment

theirs , words

Subtract into nakedness

theirs , words

A comfortless pause in a flattened sail

mine , words

It means everything it cannot say

theirs , words

What went unsaid between us

theirs , words

There were no simple answers

theirs , words

She is the moon

mine , words

There is no news in fear

theirs , words

The frozen sea within us

theirs , words

Scrounging and hungry for words

mine , words

The color of music

theirs , words

The stranger in my foxhole

mine , words

Drunkard angels

mine , words

Love and the morning after

mine , words

Met only in dreams

theirs , words

There is no God.

mine , words

The weight of gravity

mine , words

Love is a relentless hoard

mine , words

I am ready to die for poetry

theirs , words

Deep in the part of my heart

theirs , words

Keepers of private notebooks…

theirs , words

She returned his gaze, struck by her own transformation

theirs , words

Shot directly into her veins, it was like mainlining poetry.

mine , words

Come, thick night, and pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell

theirs , words

The language of algorithmic ghosts

mine , words

Hammers of pure, green granite

mine , words

Conversations never had

mine , words

A nomadic cult of echoes

mine , words

Children are angels with amnesia

mine , words

In my younger and more vulnerable years

theirs , words

We are for the dark

theirs , words

The silent syllables of fingertips

mine , words

explained away by sad songs

theirs , words

We are all just fisherman

mine , words

When it rains

theirs , words

Silence becomes a stalking beast

mine , words

It was always the becoming

theirs , words

You can’t do without a typewriter

theirs , words

The lucidity of her smile

mine , words

Then something in her stirred

mine , words

The big one waits

theirs , words

Time

mine , words

If the concept of God

theirs , words

I could see dragons

theirs , words

a difference that couldn’t be

theirs , words

At the end of a long journey

mine , words

And life kept going

theirs , words

That which exists between the words

mine , words

The awkwardness of swans

mine , words

Nostalgia

mine , words

She’s defined by

mine , words

She’s driven by equal torrents

mine , words

She is haunted

mine , words

She was lost to me

mine , words

When their hands met

mine , words

Some nights

mine , words

Scars

mine , words

Breakfast

mine , words

A requirement of living

mine , words

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