Now I can cherish all your chiding
Always trying to encourage me
My unpunctuated heart
Moves more closely simply
Into sentences with you
This was not my thought at first
When my hand wrote these words
But you'd already thought it through
And could produce in me
The pictures to prove it from when
We rode the long peninsula
Down to your inlet lair
You could honor being together
And being apart almost equally
Knew out of so many
We share the same star
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