Tuesday, February 24, 2015

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It was amazing
...I danced for 1,000 years in the dark starlight of her love.
And wandered lost
For 8,000 more
for want of
her long fingered touch
her thorough kisses
Ne'er to be forgotten
her burning and luxurious gaze.
I hear her call
It is the same as my own
heart
I reach for her
to find
only flame and blade.
Only fire and steel.
...I have only these roses and cups of sweet wine
Only these silly ass poems
So I run
I retreat
I turn away
I go
And yet I love still

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