Savory

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Every sweet thing can be wrapped in red and every sweet word can fit on a card but better than sweet is savory like a promise to do what is hard.

She Waits For Love

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She waits for love like Valentine’s Day,but even on that day it doesn’t rise.Instead, like every day he waits for her.And neither will see through the other’s eyes.

That Pop

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That pop in my knees,that crinkle in my joints–is there a diseaseto which these point?Arthritis? Inflammation?Too much running up and down?Is it a real big problem?Or is it just a sound?

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