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4 I live apart from my family a stranger to work and sleep I like to stay up all night and compose songs till day while at the local festival one evening the whole village was there dancing gifts of mats, leis, peka, I saw you in the mē, you were the most beautiful, like I say as rain crowns the forest with mirrors I took you away into the shade and with usual custom, gave you a hibiscus flower to your right ear you said, I am yours you are mine, red sparrows circle our heads with a storm under your mother’s arms you say, meet me tonight where the waves end on the melon field on the melon field with my machete I will cut one and we share the juice there was no white shell shining in the night only a stream of voices and I entered you, parted the reluctant earth, your breasts pushed my mouth away I hurt you to leave doves content tonight the wind will not leave the land the village is still in a dancer’s trance we say goodnight on the road to Liku
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