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august twenty-ninth
by Ava Bluwhen it turns to autumn
and our bodies are finally side by side,
i will try to not hurry the passion,
hurry the silence;
i will relish in the sounds bouncing off our walls. 08/31/2009 Posted on 08/31/2009
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| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 08/31/09 at 09:04 PM There's such a wonderful, quiet anticipation that runs through this. You can almost see a soft smile behind every line. Lovely stuff, and I was particularly taken with that last line. |
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