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©1999 by Janis

I say your eyes are clear
like rain you tell me
that's an odd thing to say
in the midst of a tornado
still I stand with my head thrown back
mouth wide open hoping
to catch a drop of you
on my tongue perhaps
it is the child in me
the one who splashes puddles
in brand new shoes

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