LOVE--2013
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The night grass on the football field still
sticks on to the smell of your body
exciting d stars to swell like wet woodcells
d earth beneath ,smacking of new birth;
n the water underground ,roaring
in a wild ecstasy, running deeper
singing in praise of ur skin;
dancing to the tune of ur soul.

Dis eve of 2014 i would love 2 be
a tuft of tiny grass on the football field
my body with dew shining to the star
n my soul singing 2 spirits of love afar.