Plums
Four plums on my table
Dark red and ripe.
Sweet and juicy.
I also have chocolate cream biscuits
In the shelf
The sun will rise soon and
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Prologue II
Where are you?
I’m here, waiting,
Only half.
I look up at the black sky
And ask the bright stars.
Come to me.
You are not where I looked.
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Paramedic's report
‘Female, early twenties. Severe damage to thoracic area. Unable to breathe fully. BP low and heart rate abnormally high. Patient is conscious and has been reporting feeling like blacking out and inability to think clearly.
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Pure White Snow
What colour is love?
What temperature is it?
I feel it in the fractal flakes
And the warm bedroom light
Prologue
They are my songs.
You are my song
Yet I wander like untied.
Spectrum of Hues
Have you ever felt completely surrounded and soaked in love as if it was the medium you lived and breathed in? I believe that the experience of such a feeling is what makes us good and loving people.
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