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beyond the last smoke of winter

strokes of sun highlight your blonde  
summer girl, radiating March into heat
sweet as the pink blossoms on your skin
flocks of birds fly to treetops
dipping down from the beads in your eyes
that make me laugh the way I did in dreams as a boy
was it you that I dreamt of?

21 Mar 11

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i like the title.
the poem is slightly sweet.
 — mandolyn

lovely lil poem. Ed
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