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A soul for a compass and a heart for a pair of wings.
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All I ask of living is to have no chains on me.
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All I own are the strides I spend to the finish line.
Join Date: Nov 2009
Location: Somewhere in between here and gone.
Posts: 662
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Make love to me in Spanish.
Not with that other tongue.
I want you juntito a mí,
tender like the language
crooned to babies.
I want to be that
lullabied, mi bien
querido, that loved.
I want you inside
the mouth of my heart,
inside the harp of my wrists,
the sweet meat of the mango,
in the gold that dangles
from my ears and neck.
Say my name. Say it.
The way it's supposed to be said.
I want to know that I knew you
even before I knew you.
--Sandra Cisneros
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Two or three things I know for sure,
And one is that I would rather go naked
Than wear the coat the world has made for me.
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