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Words elude, are love from a coal-black heart
Bring no welcomes, no farewells when they depart
Are fluttering things, are flitting things
Are transient things, are translucent things
Such is birdsong and the nature of the fray
Enduring always, though never daring to stay
Are abiding things, are arriving things
Are crusading things, are conflicting things
Their permanence is cursory, relevance belated
Often used pretentiously, and often overrated
Are exciting things, are enticing things
Are fervid things, are fearsome things
Intimately whispered, and--while lovemaking--screamed
Everywhere, in everyone, and ever being dreamed

Created: Nov 02, 2010


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