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		<title>Wonde wonderwerk</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 05 Jul 2011 10:06:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Ek het ons storie geskryf Met &#8216;n lem op my lyf Die son was te helder daai dag Vir my hartklop om langer vir joune te wag. Ek het die mes soos ‘n kwas vas gehou En diep snye geskilder – ‘n van Gogh vir jou. Ons verhaal het verskyn Op my vel – lyn [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Another woman</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[There is another woman living In the friction Between your hips and my thighs Do you think I haven&#8217;t seen The memory of her Swimming in the moisture of your eyes? Do you think I haven&#8217;t noticed The sadness In the lines around your smile? Do you think I haven&#8217;t realised You&#8217;re somewhere else all [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Ek dra jou soos &#8216;n sonsak om my skouers</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 25 Feb 2010 19:09:22 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ilva Pieterse</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Droog en skaamteloos soos ‘n woestyn Het ek geraamteloos verdwyn Agter jou albaster oë. Ek kan sien Hoe die holte en die oorloop Van ‘n leeftyd se hoop en verlang Jou skielik vang. En so raak ek verlore Tussen die miriade woorde Wat jy nie verby Jou lippe kan kry.]]></description>
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		<title>Tired</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 23 Dec 2009 00:15:35 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ilva Pieterse</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I tried to recall the rhyme our bodies made As we laid under the setting moon And you hummed the tune Of an old cartoon Your whispers made me weak Your words set me free Under a star-filled canopy Love appeared to me In the shade of a tree The poetry in our sighs Could&#8217;ve [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Cullinary creation</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 20 Oct 2009 22:02:27 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ilva Pieterse</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I didn&#8217;t mean To weep into your tea I just wanted a piece of me Inside you I not quite sure why I cried into your stir-fry Maybe it was dry And needed salt It&#8217;s not my fault I didn&#8217;t mean to wail Into your ice-cream And share my dreams With a frozen milk dessert [...]]]></description>
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		<title>You killed my sleep</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[My skin still retains the heat of your breath As you recited Macbeth Into my hair It&#8217;s not fair That all I am is the vibration of your words Against my breast as you confessed And now your sudden escape from our life is causing dischord Your side of the bed still remembers your shape [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Beginsels</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Jy lat my dink an fynbos en heuning Ek voel jou in my spiere se spanning. In die spasies tussen my kinderdae En die masker wat ek deesdae dra Skenk jy vir my &#8216;n kussing ### Geen storie uit my hede Sal so vassit in my verlede Soos daai onverwagte toneel Toe ek en jy [...]]]></description>
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