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Sep 2019
One face and then another
You chase my heart and I start laughing
I'm running because i know your love
Is like a weapon pointed at the sun
We resume coming undone
Hovering over our love
Are the flowers we planted
This roaming hunger
Shows me everything you need
So I am growing food for you in pots
And taking chances in the bedroom
Soon you’ll be a new person
Infused with cinnamon and treason
Ganesha Michael Shapiro
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