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 Posted: Mon Jan 29th, 2018 08:05 pm
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Joined: Fri Jun 9th, 2006
Location: Oz, Minnesota USA
Posts: 1084
You come to me out of January
snow and when I ask

for a touch, you tell me all the homes
in Minnesota have dandruff.

You laugh until my mouth shelters
yours against the fireplace.

In the deep evening of my fear, I tell you
my needs keep me grounded

until I turn to stroke the whiteness
from your hair,

promise to have you home
before dinner.