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A love poem

Here,
'neath the roof we built ourselves,
we lie:
Woven together as tapestries are.
Two separate bodies with two hearts.
They both are ours.
And with this
We moved the stars to trace our shape,
and danced on solid diamond lakes.
We spun the Sun the other way
for fun, and reversed the day.
We took the world in our hands
and gently nursed the rougher lands,
worked the knots and kinks until
even the Atlantic fell still.

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