I wanted to say something wonderful
Once in a while and you would smile
But the ladderback's come back
To our yard this spring her squawk
Like lightening tearing the air
And I keep losing my place
In the book of our revelations
Though I follow the words with my fingers
I wanted to touch the texture
Of this painted world with you
But even my you keeps changing
Though I know it's always just you
My one stranger and beloved
My struggle my friend
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