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göçebe

my new lover is impetuous

I feel her eyes on me
like hammerstrikes on steel

and she says she knows me
like sparks show through darkness

but I cannot come out tonight--

she doesn't know my heart or how
her new tiger has been tried

and she doesn't know that though
I've turned my back against the divide

I will always keep a wide eye focused on the sun
forever setting in the west...

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Comments

elPintor

Mon 25th Feb 2019 19:29

Hi David--I was hoping someone would enjoy that clip along with me ;

And, hello to you too, Jon.

Goodnight from the other side ;

elPintor

Mon 25th Feb 2019 17:51

Thanks for looking in and for your comments to each of you, Martin, Desmond, and Vautaw--it's good to know when something you've written has touched someone.

Rachel

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Martin Elder

Sun 24th Feb 2019 19:37

An absolutely stunning poem Rachel. No pressure but you rarely post anything duff.
Love it
Martin

elPintor

Fri 22nd Feb 2019 18:51

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