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Your tongue
spoke of constellations,
an unlicked sky gripping secrets
nonetheless, that mouth spat it's majesty
without ever stirring the air 
proving no white stardust
really adorns
your tongue

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Date: 5/7/2017 8:14:00 PM
Yes, nicely done! On my top 5 Rictameter for sure!!
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Date: 8/26/2008 11:01:00 AM
This one is a tricky wee beastie, with so much elusive meaning evoking wild thoughts... I like it very much!
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