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with David Hoffman

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Another Snow
Aussiesemmissions
Architecture
Flatland Gifts
Lillypad
Old Pine Walls
Route 29
The Picnic
Architecture
Birth and Regulation
Breathe
Bright Light Face
Crazy Burrito
A Fence
Good Dog
Windmill
Here
I Am (By Kippie)
I Want To Dance
Lost and Found
Mary Had a Little Lamb
Native Prayer
Old Man Rythmn Nation
Schizophrenic
Shroud
Sport
The God Man
The Knapsack
The Picnic
The PlayLovers
The Shiny Shoes
To Feel God's Pleasure
UnNamed Lover
Various Waves
We Like Our Dogs
Wise Old Uncle Whoopies' Recipe Poems
Free Horizon
Growth

 


A lovers cage is an open space
of distant horizons that blend into infinity.
An embrace holding tightly to that
that chooses to intertwine and freely play with its lover.

A grasping hand holding tightly,
each reflecting the color of the others hand.
This embrace is tightly interwoven with its partners embrace,
yet held only by the free will of each individual hand.

A single tear, a single smile, results from two tears and two smiles.
Such love is like glue,      bonding two souls to one.
Each soul offered to the other,         a value priceless,
And a bond which is formless  and boundless.

Boundless as the sun fades into the horizon with full freedom.
Yet the horizon trusts the suns return
to dance another day, floating through the
sky emitting light that brightens a free horizon.

 

(Nicole Hess dancing w/ the Illinois Ballet in background.)