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Sun's Pocket
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One Plus One Is One
Each night stars
were screwed
into their
blissful sockets
*
Each night
comets flew....
most ecstatic
rockets
*
While hung on
night's throat the moon...
a shimmering
shining locket
*
Desiring only to slip
into the sun's
deep heart pocket.
(to E and N Lynch)
