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craggy cliffs

a man in a cable knit sweater

eyes like the mist

call me lady content

crushed wild flowers in my hand

limp next to my notebook

worried pencil between my pretty teeth

tongue itching to trace this man's lips

only this man

my heart just stepped from out of the ocean

shook itself off

feeling its way across the cliff

only to plunge deeply into this man's

awaiting net

as silent as the coming night

a sigh catches my shaken breath

what a dream!

which?

the man?

or the night?

BOTH

I groan!!!!..........

(Feb.21, 2000 830am)