if you were not that bread the fragrant moon

if you were not an amber week,

everything is alive so that I can be alive:

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in your life I see everything that lives.

hours later ]

of a day full of clay, and work, and fire,

sand, time, the tree of the rain,

when autumn climbs up through the vines;

if even held-in you did not move in agile grace like the air,

oh, my dearest, I corｅａｄ•9９ｃsw•cｏmuld not love you so!

kneads, sprinkling its flour across the sky,

But when I hold you I hold everything that is --

without moving九*九*藏*書 I can see it all:

If your eyes were not the color of the moon,

of a day full [here, interrupted by the baby waking -- continued about 26