We Grow
By Richard L. Provencher
Wed, 11 Mar 2020
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older together
your skin next
to mine
as night ends day
and wishing decides
it’s time to go.
Sometimes it seems
so simple
a little kiss
on dry lips
a busy spirit
without bounds.
And now it ends
a life defined.
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sweet and sour, but a miracle
sweet and sour, but a miracle of loving.
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