in wisp of feathery pen,
stoked declaration of self,
motivated by presence, child, and man,
hood lifted, carefully held
woman whispering ode,
fused in fiery brow,
ignited in sagebrush and kinship,
connection indignantly loud
now take it deeply,
to wine, willows, and friends,
dirt's dance across leathery backs,
imbibe in this desert amen.
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