with intertwining melodies .....Three boys
in perpetual motion........ ..............were throwing rocks into the river
the sound of water .........presumably shouting
down by the riverside........but their voices were not audible
along the stream for several miles..... ..............above the sound of the water.
every morning just at nine ........Boys throwing rocks
in song and story......woman writing
while the water rose........in the sun on the first day of summer.
and the deer and the buffalo play ................ come and sit by my side if you love me..... the smell of hops and honey.... The daily in and out flow of a billion bytes...... the smell of green grass...... warm stones by the river.................. a red front door................ under the eves of the porch........................ dirigibles flying in all directions........ inside, the text was black....................... and then I'd wish for .................... 4 crystal goblets unexpectedly at midnight......... making love...................... a black and white document.......... hand carved napkin rings......................... we call our own...................... mustard colored tiles............... a glass of champagne..............................

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