If The Cost Of Loving...
if the cost of loving
be my life....
then may death taste
of your lips...
wrap around me
like your arms;
cover me with your body,
ride with me the wind,
plunging ino wetness...
with the last fire,
and the first dawning!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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