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LOVER

           
The rain: refracting shards of diamond drops            
Among the fractured glass and aggregate,            
In searchlight pulse of morning’s frail belong         
           
The songs of opened doors infect my thoughts  
My glasses dull and running stained in waves            
Of not my dry and burning heart aware            
             
I pause… in acid glare of café shops    
The metal in my hand blown frigid wet            
And long to crawl back in your unknown bed        
Written by Hepcat61 (geoff cat)
Published | Edited 17th Feb 2017
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