Tender-Swooshstically
/Steven Ilchev, 2012/
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You are too harmonious for life's seven seas,
Seven that seem seventy-seven to me but why,
Who'll ever know? I care not to find out because
Seeing this is every bit the same as holding you across
The multiplying seas, tender-swooshstically
And soberly inebriated to the core,
And blessing all my blessed inciting raindrop-diamonds
Of the protective writer's sword, O Sword, which takes me
To the howling wolvalicious prairie beyond glorified
Forevermore.
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