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walking in the rain
♪a rhymed, mirrored octet♪
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love
is not
a special
way of feeling.
it is no t a kind
of pause to contemplate
sacred thoughts about the world
f r o m a b a l c o n y of l e i s u r e,
thus to sate ourselves with pleasure!
love goes walking in the cold,
where thirst and hunger wait.
seeing for the blind,
lame men healing,
earth’s f e r a l
p l o t s
prove.
§
© Copyright 2019 September 16
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
§
love
is not
a special
way of feeling.
it is no t a kind
of pause to contemplate
sacred thoughts about the world
f r o m a b a l c o n y of l e i s u r e,
thus to sate ourselves with pleasure!
love goes walking in the cold,
where thirst and hunger wait.
seeing for the blind,
lame men healing,
earth’s f e r a l
p l o t s
prove.
§
© Copyright 2019 September 16
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
Published 16th Sep 2019
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