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Thomm Quackenbush

"Private moments held not a candle to coitus, not even the expensive kind of candle that made the whole room smell of far off seasons."

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"Private moments held not a candle to coitus, not even the expensive kind of candle that made the whole room smell of far off seasons."

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"Over your breasts of motionless current,over your legs of firmness and water,over the permanence and the prideof your naked hairI want to be, my love, now that the tears arethrowninto the raucous baskets where they accumulate,I want to be, my love, alone with a syllableof mangled silver, alone with a tip of your breast of snow."

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"Girl lithe and tawny, the sun that formsthe fruits, that plumps the grains, that curls seaweedsfilled your body with joy, and your luminous eyesand your mouth that has the smile of the water.A black yearning sun is braided into the strandsof your black mane, when you stretch your arms.You play with the sun as with a little brookand it leaves two dark pools in your eyes."

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"Of so much moon were your hips to me,of all the sun your deep mouth and its delight,of so much burning light like honey in the shade."

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"Breath and heat and contact and shirts off and skin on skin and smiles and murmurs and the enormity revealing itself in the tiniest of gestures, the most delicate sensations."

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