I wear it on my arm as a symbol of our love,
I admired it and you gave away a part of you to me.
Your style, your flair, your elegance
bounces against veins pumping blood to my metaphorical heart, always.

A symbol of healing, of patching things up...
a bandaid of the heart, the soul...
...of us.

I will be your white band,
I will soak away all that pain, that hurt, t...

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THE DARK TOWER

On the barren northern moors

lies a dark lonely tower.

No one ever goes there,

not a bird sings or a rabbit jumps.

This is the place of loneliness

and of despair and foreboding.

The sky is a leaden grey and

the wind howls around the tower.

Long lost souls cry for release.

Some may be your friends of long ago

or some lo...

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Exchanging blissful affection,

eyes searching ambers tawny depths.

This is whim V perhaps,

as kisses lightly sweep over

teasing a delicate surface.

Laughter sits comfortably

between sunny days

that just for now

seeks no permanence.

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