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Poetry: Beloved

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by Marsha Singh

Created on: July 18, 2009

Now and then he stops.

Lilacs tremble on the bush.

He returns to me.

Evening swells and spills

across his back and further.

I collect handfuls.

If an easy rain

would make the rocks slippery

he would hold my hand.

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