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new land 




kiss me with your gold lips
for the dust of my orange sun
                will beam me
                up all night.

we shall urge the jasmine wind
to carry our boats upon
                the new land's
                rugged shore.

the bay is full of fish,
                and white squid,
                and silver coins.

sparkling ocean breath,
people in China-silk glow,
and we shall seep
                through another
                island unknown.