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leah (Free verse) by T. Jonathron Remp

never weary again i shall be for she is the fire under my feet and for her i dance the daily dance and run among the others to clear a path for us so that one day, when her fire glows low and my feet grow tiresome we might sit, together and enjoy the hot coals that will endure us beyond our final breath

T. Jonathron Remp 21-Nov-05/8:12 PM
Cranberry Manishevitz: never scared of ALChemy again shall i be, for you are the undulating shag carpet beneath my bottom, and for you i scoot, the triennial scoot, and slide among the others, to make the shag carpet all go in one direction just in this one part of the room for me and you, so that one year, when your shag grows dull, and my bottom becomes chapped and fearful once again of ALChemy (notwithstanding my previous commitment), we might plop, together, and run our hands atop the carpet to produce gustatory synaesthetia, that will entertain us beyond our final transduction




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