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Break Each Silence

on a morning walk
along the Lake Michigan shore
I fell in love with a sea gull
and was enraptured of a dune

later that afternoon
I gave my heart to a willow
my soul to skinny poplar tree
and proposed marriage to a tortoise

this kind of love comes
with no misinterpreted sighs
or clumsy telephone silences
no retributions or apologies

no need to find the right gift
say the right thing
remember every anniversary
break each silence

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