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Ritual

​Every day I sing anew

Awash in a field of dew
Stilled by excessive glee.
Every day I walk and gaze
Soaked in a buoyant haze
Feeding the flame of liberty.
Every day I wonder aloud
At life that flares so proud
Swelling the eager esprit.

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Come As One

I dream you naked
distant as a star,
shining without fright
on my solitary life.
Brazen is my creed
to drink on this
succulent need.
Alone, I cry unheard
as ancient cares
drift into space.

But if we come as one,
in a burning blaze
dispelling convention,
I will show you
what is wild and unfenced,
modesty dispensed.

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