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returning me

take of me
my sacred breath
cleave from me
your song
dare the fates
to barter
with my kiss

lean into
my winter light
of longing unconfessed
sit the night
beside me
in the dark

worry not
beyond this dawn
to another only time –
where I am
as the sparrows
nestled in the pines

take of me
these stories
so they become
your own
a longer way
for coming back –
returning you
to home

wear me
into autumn
where’er the wild geese
sail

silver arrows
dusted by the clouds

. . .

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