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Monday, May 02, 2011

Emotional Climate

"Honey, I'm Home"

Like a snake I test the air
Is the weather foul or fair?
The barometer of my tongue
Tells me where dark clouds are hung
I hope for that haze, soft and warm
Do I taste affection or a coming storm?

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