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| Photograph by Christina Colli |
My love for you is strong it survives everything.
Like a river it flows or even tumbles.
Fast and deep, heavy, full, weighted, quick.
You can catch it but hold on to it tight, not changeless.
Then soft by your cheek you can nuzzle it, and me.
You can lie by it in the dark
with faces cupped together arms entangled legs crooked
bottoms cold.
All these words and feelings and memories are love.
All of them.
All of them.
And me.
by Nina Naomi
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