The drip of last night
the whole sky drip out
to the earth
a dew for love
another new dew
on my block
looking like love
dripping dew wet my lips
look how soul's
gone out to meet
with soul in dew season
another sweet dew moment
should this be new dew
another dew with milk
dew that warm at night
and make the dawn fresh
for all time shall this dew be
coming and to go no more
sweet dew at all time
wetting a soul like the rain...
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