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You still come to me like a fresh lover
Woman of brown and pale pink
I should have left everything for you
should have gone so deep into your heart
I'd get lost in yellow aspen leaves
stand on the straw of your autumn
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I should never have taken another lover
I should have walked your hills
till my soles burned
till the sky, that old dwarf,
opened its secrets
till someone stopped whispering your name 1,000 miles away
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~ Natalie Goldberg
painting, Abstract at Ghost Ranch, by the author
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