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pining | apples / Jeremy Fernando

Saudamini Deo, Angel of the morning, 2024

Just call me angel of the morning, angel
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby

~ Juice Newton

to pine

call for
something someone

to want — some thing
some
one

We could live
For a thousand years
But if I hurt you
I’d make wine from your tears

~ INXS

to desire

that which comes to us
called us
through an apple

via
a

don’t

ah, nothing quite like prohibition
to engender
wanting

a no
to bring forth
a yes, an
ah, oh yes

one 

thing

Love, like pollution, can be generalized; 

but if it is not local, it is nothing at all.

~ Ira Allen

oh yes 

just one thing

for you 

to 

pine

Just call me angel of the morning, angel
Then slowly turn away from me

~ Merrilee Rush 

Jeremy Fernando reads, writes, and makes things.

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