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For Antony's unborn (Free verse) by Mona Lisa I will buy a place by the sea
To raise you
By a beach without deck chairs
Close to faraway from everyone.
I am busy making mistakes
So you can make lesser ones
Have a dead dreamerâs book to read to you
To help you dream in life.
You will be conceived in Moonlight
Baptized by crashing waves
Bridging two lonely islands
As gulls cry on watery graves.
You will be born
In the jade of my eyes
I will wipe your chalked brow
Cradle you to sunrise.
We will cherish comfortable silences
Laugh till our sides hurt
Name stars for those who faded
As we shine.
30 May 04
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Posted: May 30, 2004 8:42 AM PDT; Last modified: May 30, 2004 12:59 PM PDTWeighted score: 5.3337684 Overall Rank: 3465 Comments:
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god'swife @ 4.232.177.77
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30-May-04/2:15 PM
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Great.
Beautifl ode to an unborn child--I love this line:
Close to faraway from everyone 175 view(s)
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