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erotic agape
This gushing of love from my eyes
At the dark-haired mug of the stepped-in passenger
Ugly like a dark night with no moon
Dirty with paint and with a grin
Of pain and tiredness and incomprehension.
Love gushes through eyes and pores
Of my skin, leaking out of any orifice
At the reticent hard reality of a train car,
The suited and tied clerk fingering
His phone oblivious o...
Friday 18th November 2016 4:19 pm
Abstention
'I am open to the possibility' you said,
'of love with you, at least I was,
then something happened which drove me quite mad.'
Love is not a possibility
a stranger at the door
you may invite inside
if fancy takes you;
Love is not a beggar
after a bowl of soup
which you can refuse
if your day’s been rough;
Love is not a tree in the garden
which you...
Thursday 24th March 2016 10:02 am
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