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I Love it When Hot Coffee Burns My Lips
loving small things has saved my life
to thwart the end’s just to behave
I’ve seen my life minuscule saved
dry bones love no home
I’ve loved sharp knives
I’ve loved strainers and kitten kisses
love seems obsolete these days
perhaps for love of the grave
a passenger pigeon plays
with loving loved love
Poem by: M.E.L.
Accompanied painting entitled Dark Hearts Series # unknown (also by M.E.L.)
to thwart the end’s just to behave
I’ve seen my life minuscule saved
dry bones love no home
I’ve loved sharp knives
I’ve loved strainers and kitten kisses
love seems obsolete these days
perhaps for love of the grave
a passenger pigeon plays
with loving loved love
Poem by: M.E.L.
Accompanied painting entitled Dark Hearts Series # unknown (also by M.E.L.)
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