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    OLIVE

    Pluck the painted trees
    Coarse against my skin
    Feel the fullness of flesh
    Kissing salty breath
    Symbol of god’s life refreshed
    Bring me to mount
    Nothing to seek any further
    My head swoons forever
    Goodbye to suns eclipsed
    Eyes of green and black
    Rolled back into white ecstasy
    Raindrops gathering in polls
    Crushed silkiness of oils
    There we separate as substance
    Or emulsify as recreation
    You that drown in this matter
    Know the taste of ancient love

    RDS
    THE SECOND
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