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gray moon
tends the night
while you rest
in the crook
of my arm
like a cluster
of stars forming
our galaxy

deep inside of you
fluids rush forth
bringing together pieces
stirring nullity

in the blink
of an eye
my seed

my hands in yours
I feel the
shift to
rejoicing fires

signaling heaven
we stand tall
as our hearts
push and pull
beating in unison
wondering now

will it be a boy
or will it be a girl

-pablowilliams 1/18/11 (Revised on 10/13/2014)

"Some people never go crazy. What truly horrible lives they must lead." Charles Bukowski

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The following comments are for "Morning After"
by pablowilliams

Wow Abel!
This is wonderful my haven't lost your touch...soo good to see you back here!

( Posted by: Beatrice Boyle [Member] On: October 17, 2014 )

Thank you for stopping by, Bea. My love to you.

( Posted by: pablowilliams [Member] On: October 17, 2014 )

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