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Tomer
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since 2002-06-28
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0 posted 2011-03-08 12:33 PM



I felt her hair under the thin roof
My eyes wandered around for a bit
But the sage of the kitchen counter
Seemed to bring me back
To the time my mother
Use to cook under the sleeves of the early evening.

A time I could remember how the locks of her hair
Coincided with the breathes of my newfound
Affair with her lovely breaded chicken

I touched her until the dawn was mine
Until the shoulders of rust
Turned to melt the idea of time

Time plays for all
And with time comes a slow decline
But today time was on our side

The satin sheets
Skimmed the side of her legs
With her arms on my stomach
I could touch a word that morning
And feel the side of its accent
In that room

I could stay in that bed until the end of time
Until every prayer is answered
Until the roads could never be mine anymore
Until my words from the name of my mouth
Are mine to be seen
Are mine to be felt
My name is the words from the souls of my sun

The tree of life with her delicate shoulders swinging next to mine

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