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A LOVE POEM TO GOD

I am nothing
if not selfish
in my love for you.
I stand
to gain
much, Magician.
All my losses
bloom
in your garden
when you,
Bee,
enter my throat
all my
moaning
becomes song.
~
Kamla Kapur
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