Marilynn, was your story ever composed?
Did you live without any guitar chords...

I want
to be awake...

I spy her glowing shoulders
-revealing soft morn's light...

I can sense when your heart is heavy. Not always...
I want to protect you from the evils of the...

You may never unwrap these tributes,
glowing poetry soaked in complete...

This is the worst suffering I could possibly...
it goes beyond anything I have ever seen with my...

Periwinkle rain is the film developing above...
and mismatched star lines, sheets covering...

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My feeling for you is cramped...

These chills obfuscate my passion,
the yearning I had saved in Your sanctuary...

I can't fall asleep if you're
not at ease, steady in my arms...

She entrusted billowing notes
to be interpreted by migrants...

Your ankles are resting near the hillside,
a sweaty brow, dirt-caked elbows...