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Re: Upon Meeting a Ghost in Little Five Points

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Jjaz

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Date Posted: 14:40:35 04/02/01 Mon
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In reply to: TRJ 's message, "Upon Meeting a Ghost in Little Five Points" on 09:09:16 04/02/01 Mon

Absolutely beautiful, A change in style eh...
;-)

Jjaz

>Here in this city, this sprawling massed stone
>I look for ghosts
>In the faces of fellow passengers
>Hearing your song
>In Little Five Points facades wet with rain
>Feeling you in botegas and restaurants
>Seeing spectrums
>Of your spirit
>Where you still pulse, my sun, burning.
>
>The center core of my universes
>In black allies
>Your ultraviolet light rays pervading
>Spreading, feeding
>Chloryphic warmth reaching my deep rivers
>My tear sodden banks flooded with life's joy
>Fertile, sprouting
>Seedlings grow
>In this lost dark place, you bless me.
>
>You pass through me, wind, in Sevananda
>Breath on my neck
>Your soul entwisted, entwined with my own
>Sweet orgasm
>Your hands raising tides, storms, miracles
>I hold you with etheric astral arms
>But you slip, gone
>From my embrace
>You whisper to me, come away.

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Subject	Author	Date
Thanks for Reading	TRJ	07:33:12 04/03/01 Tue