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February 2009 
the first few words (orsa)
Posted on Feb 7th, 2008
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Mila
Mila
i want, like the wind -
to see myself running
through these words of yours;
playful in your phrases,
or a storm, or twist of
light warming freckled skin.
So i invent myself
in the shadows, listen
with ears that rebuild
your art in my image.
i press myself in
between your lines
artlessly, with love
i want to be the hum
of a note or two;
i want to be a vowel,
even a word on a single line.
So I invent myself
a world where we are at play,
our words draw a map.
my imagination places me
in places your heart created
but maybe not all is shadow
that's me running through
your words, here and there,
a boy playing in your soul.
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