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All these connections like points on a compass
constant awareness like breath on my lips
knowing that you are still out there and wondering
if you still are pining for things that you miss
Have you gone traveling to the pinpoint of green
in seas which welcomed your skin in a dip
and have you peeled open the rind of the moon
to hold to your lips to reflectively sip?
Have you brought marble to inlay your stairs
and have you played chess with your two other halves?
Have you enjoyed every roll of liqueur
in an alcohol burn?  Why, I'll bet that you have.
Somehow, I'd know if you breathed your last breath.
Somehow, you'd send me a palatable sign.
One that I'd wrap around tooth picks with tassels
and dip with decision in myrrh berry wine.
Somehow, you'd know if I sent you a letter
sealed up in wax made of salty old tears
scented in strawberry cream, filled with stickers
chosen, collected through turbulent years.

We hold the secrets and scents of enigmas
right on the small of our backs in our sleep
Striking awareness like points on a compass
all in the layers of dreaming to keep.

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