when death holds your eye in every look 
andto pass the time, you hold the pages of this book 
and glance past my verses here and there 
knowest you then to whom I dedicate the finest and the fair?
                
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The symbiosis of writer with words is deep and life giving. Like with the earth, the plant it holds. They are inseparable, As in this poem, so well told. Loved this work, very deeply felt and written.