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Wired Goddess

    Taos Studio Photos Poetry Trombone Class Miscellaneous

 

Follow me my light

As I walk the ways of blood

Illumine my face for the kiss

Or the slap of the glove

 

The old stage creaks

As I shift into place

Urban creatures scatter

That's mold not lace

 

Follow me my light

As I sing the air of being

Lead my feet beyond

That which I am seeing

 

Follow me my light

As I walk the ways of blood

Illumine my face

For the last scene's kiss of love.

 

 

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