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Tuesday 13 June 2017

LOVE Poem (1/3) (DRAFT/UNFINISHED)






led to humming
paired in                  the dense
 fingers     to put it on 
it

 throughout,
think the lips trying
against I 
would no longer be  against
against the very one
worn by risk
 as each of each
    adorned 
                                                               breeze 
the net curtains 
  cut hours off you
 that in     you
                                                                               thrive & utterly

     nights drift 
splendour the trellis 
                                                                 from body
against the tightening,
  no longer be
  against cuffing 
every one, 
so breach the dream 
so no longer 
be ligative,
 now burst 
cell  against I
 would no longer be 
 against every one,
                                                                                  
                                                           met neck line &
                                               give mornings the suns more
           in mindful of 
                                you