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November 2, 2010
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You were made from fire like a genie
into human form,
made without rib bones and clay,

climbed through limbs of trees
placing them as your flesh
(and I am better for it).

We met in the Majlis al Jinn
under the light from Cheryl’s drop
where only you could see me
through dust and bits of glitter.

Still, I am nothing but,
(smokeless yet not smokeless)
and you are the shapeshifter
sent to seduce me.

Here there are two paradises,
you breathe and I breathe in.

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