I kiss your face a thousand times
Again, again, again.
I close the eyelids, smooth your hair
And fold your gentle hands.
Butterfly wings that beat
Against the domed ceiling of this life
Flutter free now in the open air.
And I will whisper this truth
Into the viewless winds:
I love you. I love you. I love you.

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This memory: the rustle of her gown.
This memory: the incense in her hair.
This memory: she lifts me off the ground
holds tight and swings me, laughing, through the air.
I rage inside the dark and call her name;
I hide inside the dark and close my eyes.
The winter of my life is frozen pain;
the longing of my mother never dies.

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Exquisite courtesy
That you should see me
Immeasurable grace
For you to believe
That I, the facelss child of darkness
Could enter into hallowed halls of love.
Could touch, and find no shame in touching
could hop, and find hope not in vain.
A peace beyond my understanding
Has fallen on my head like gentle rain.

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