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well, that is it

the way the sun slowly sets then rapidly disappears

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this is a precious dream

on tuesday night i fell asleep then in my dream you appeared whispered into my ear "do you feel all these ripples all around round round us do you feel do you feel do you feel this?"

i do

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precious

you are the most precious around. the most precious i ever found or found me

as your warm body pumps next to mine your precious heart has found love.

these words you repeat repeat i am precious i am precious i am precious show me.

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kiss

kiss me says Susie susie right here, just below my ear then my neck on down.

our lips our lips we kiss our lips our lips we kiss our lips our lips we kiss and touch

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a brilliant moon too

just last tuesday night under this tree, we read poetry, in turns listening in turns read in turns how your pretty yellow summer dress has given access to this very moment as you glide around in dreamland with a smile on your lips your lips.

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is this a soft dream

the movement of your hands your most delicate wrists embraced all of this under the quest for love to "find me."

i am love here for you to do what you like best, a gentle caress read only odd pages in dim light.

the way your fingertips knowingly press together and turn the page. the way your words sound.

a soft dream a soft dream is this a soft dream?

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not a soft dream

as fast as i was moving the train ran over me. knocked me down and out of the way disappeared down the tracks.

left me a bloody mess maybe i should have less rum, do you think? less mushrooms, hmm? for seventy-two hours, so.

hey there you are now right next to me whisper hold me closer save me from the train i question what train then BOOM...

whoo woooo ding ding BOOM that train you answer. i say this all moves rather quickly does it not?

see that rabbit there?

i do.

for some reason you imagined that rabbit as a train ran over you now you are standing are you okay?

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a soft dream for you

when i dream i dream of you arrive in ripples from my toes to my lips.

the rain begins soon you and i are dripping wet underneath all this love,

kiss me.

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saltwater

oh my look the ocean just swallowed my sand castle took it clean away i was not even royalty for a day. i say we jump into the ocean go after my castle.

come on, let's go.

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after years

you have turned around.

instead of looking away you present

yourself i am here, where you now are.

for me it is so precious the moment has come,

you have turned around to face us.

i will tell you i have been captivated, mesmerized,

i have memorized every inch along your neck,

the moment you turned around i melted.

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come closer

i love the sweat soaking your summer dress down your neck tiny beads race faster past your sweet necklace your bodice all wet.

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what you do

in the smallest sliver of moonlight you glow

eyes on me oh please ask, i will answer.

maybe later a dance or fall back on flowers

touch your thighs up along the sliver of the moon

fingertips follow one then two

the moon now covers all of us our toes

we glow all around in the soft of night

the quiver of your thighs against mine

the moon now owns us, forever yours.

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why are we here?

well you see we need to have a plan. my plan give me your hand run jump off the bluff fly up just enough to find mermaids. then, a freefall all the way to the water. your plan?

i say attack right now. attack the bottle of rum. sit down for a few hours , sweet flower then, follow goats up into the tree disappear into the dark.

stay there all night?

yes, you can write there.

yeah, if you are a crow.

okay, your plan then.

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flower

what are you doing there?

well, i am a flower here with these other flowers sums up fairly well what i am doing here you though shall tell me.

what sort of flower might you be?

night flower.

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how is your

silky saturation?

what day this year might

you appear to quell my most

sincere desire?

open this facet of your

life. grab your little glass

jar shake them loose.

your silky saturation has

my attention how could

it not. the elixir of your

silky saturation.

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exit ahead

this road before us in headlights seems your delight to conquer your toy this convertible down this mountain as fast as we can go even left poor Sarah standing at the gas station.

wait, what?

Sarah, is still at the gas station.

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family vacation

dear, i believe Sarah is back at the gas station.

we should turn around.

i say yes.

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v-a-c-a-t-i-o-n

oh look, Sarah is running the register just like her brother did when he was left behind once here.

Sarah has twenty- seven dollars in tips. Sarah did not realize we were gone and we almost forgot about Sarah.

Sarah is here with us right now so hush, just go.

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Empire of Loneliness

i must confess all of these walls pictures too, that tapestry those statues never ever make a sound. even around the ocean below so you know what exactly happens now.

just down this hallway to the end is the dark room only lighted when there is any sort of sun or moon. place all your belongings to your left step forward through this door make sure to return though, to get your stuff.

the tapestry does not actually speak, it is the crow, also the rabbit woven in the tapestry speaking in this dark room a slight sliver of a moonbeam the crow the rabbit convince me to go swimming you decline, not your thing too many feathers, all that fur. - all you may confess, what feels best, inside the cozy nest our empire of loneliness.

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℗ Originally released 1971. All rights reserved by Sony Music Entertainment

Kristoffer Kristofferson June 22, 1936-September 28, 2024 

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well now, here you are

all my conversations take place in my dreams where we seem to bump literally into each other. it

the sweetest thing i beg for your forgiveness you smile then wink. we hold hands to the lake.

you take your soft yellow summer dress gently place it aside, now you are autumn with chilled arms, all wet.

after we recite poetry by us or E. E. or spout Anaïs Nin qoutes we spoke in low whispers.

all night way after the moon left our whispered voices do caress all over this oneness is our purest conversation.

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