Soon I know you will
Come to me
On a rainy day
Mouth to mouth
Entering me softly
Tasting me
Opening me and unbraiding me
Moving into me
Ending all longing
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Meanwhile
Years may pass as I wait
Lost but not astray
Obscure but not hidden
Veiled but not mourning
Earthly but never of this world
Poetry by Emelén
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Written on 2006-08-19 at 16:05
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