january

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1.3
fingers intertwined
pages of weather warn words turned

1.5
id rather lay here with you;
than do much else

1.22
sunflower petals faces follow the sun
much like my eyes follow yours.

1.23
lips pressed together like palms in prayer

2.11
i show my love in domesticity
sewing the pages of our lives together.

2.12
the sun lives on the first day
and dies on the last.
on the third day, it rises again.

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