His Form Poem by Saiom Shriver

His Form



I watch his form
come into my eyes.

He is my
daily sunrise

His Form
Wednesday, December 17, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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(the egg of the Spirit.. not a stolen egg with 275 mg of cholesterol, representing 32 hours of slavery in a tiny cage, and 120 gallons of production water)
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