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riah ruoy ta sllup ezeerb yaw eht evol I
erab sregnif ruoy gnivael ,selssut eht slevarnU
noitcnitxe fo tuo gnihctulc sregniF
sevarg rieht ffo ekahs senob meht lla nehW

erats sti ni dexif noom eht evol I
ria eht ni slleps nittup seirotstih meht yb dehctaW
seros gniretsef llits doog on meht enoD
sedroh gniregnuh eht etarbelec ykcat ykcits senob mehT

taews gnilio s'revol gnipeels ym hctaw ot evol I
mortsleam eht otni slriws ti ,sessalg ti ,snetsilg tI
snis rieht ffo gnideehs gnitaludnu seidob fO
niks fo eerf pu esir senob mehT

 I love the way breeze pulls at your hair
Unravels the tussles, leaving your fingers bare
Fingers clutching out of extinction
When all them bones shake off their graves

I love the moon fixed in its stare
Watched by them histories puttin spells in the air
Done them no good still festering sores
Them bones sticky tacky celebrate the hungering hordes

I love to watch my sleeping lover's oiling sweat
It glistens, it glasses, it swirls into the maelstrom
Of bodies undulating sheeding off their sins
Them bones rise up free of skin

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© 95, 96 Andrew Garton

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