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February 3, 2006 at 12:00 AM
whoa... this is beautiful. i hope you won't find this common of me, but your poem reminds me of a song by sting, wherein he kisses her mouth and her body rises (fields of gold)... it's a beautiful imagery you create in a very few words, the river and the willow... and i very much like the way we can understand and feel with the lover described.