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The Things You Couldn’t Take
Moving day, and I should have faced this dawn, should have swaddled myself in armour and rose, a warrior, from this bed where I, damaged, lie as a lump beneath white linen, a snowdrift, but colder. As the home becomes house, I listen: it grows bigge...
I Long To Whisper Faintly
I long to whisper faintly, so faintly that only you should hear me - not gods, nor angels, nor nearby pines with their needling ears - so faintly that I should not hear myself. Perhaps I would say, my love, that our love is a flower with grim petals ...
I Will Build Fires
Tigress, hunter of the merciless day, curling your soft shape into my hungry grasp, night climbs through your feline gaze; sleep fills you with a sleek purr. The room is aflame with your ember. You glow within my arms; your sparkling flesh smoulders...


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Posted: January 8th, 2009 | More Reviews From jemaverick | Report This Comment