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No Other by Lelia Thomas

Storm grey skies hover above
With strands of white-haired lightning.
Teardrops from heaven fall to earth.
The grass is emerald—
Sweet green, new birth.

Take pleasure in the nectar of life
This canvas painting before your eyes
Taste water, cold and clean,
The flavor of king’s mead—
Shattered reality, lover’s ravine.

Bare feet dash through grass
With few worries to hinder
Cloaks of wind to cover
My lips upon your skin
Only you, no other.

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Written in 2004, this short poem is based off of a dream.