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This is one of my--

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I like this poem a lot.

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"Minoration," for Karen.

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The clothes that
cover you are still

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involved in their charade.

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I know you so well
now, the bell curve

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of your hips, how your
voice blends with the night.

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Your face encased in
a thin wax of sleep

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in the great garden of morning.

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Being with you, I hesitate,
recognizing a third power,

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a delicate strength.

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It must be respected.

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We are its source.

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Then I am lost in
you, the strangeness

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of knowing where I am.

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Recounting the series
of random coincidence

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that lead to the
precision of this moment.

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We flow in harmonious
silence, living

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on the nerve of each movement,
ending where it begins.

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