because a young artist wrote about and i remember you at dusk at sea with dogs

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Young men leapt over bonfires
while beginning

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                           artists pass naked for art.
                           There is a difference

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in the quiet of solace
against empty.

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I saw a vision of rain forest
green and leaves wet

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                            falling back from heights
                            spent finally 
                           
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on the sheets. You on top
head on my chest.

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Young girls in this country dream snow
as in any other beginning

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                            except perhaps when told
                            about such cold, such cold.

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I spent time in quiet
un-counting moments

                            before the leaving. This warm
                            country of people, sun and storm.