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Love

Nothing quite leaves me feeling older
or colder
than your love poems
 
the need to dismiss love
to ridicule
is fierce in me these days
 
but catch me a bellbird's eye
and I'm caught with greed
a full, soft, immediate greed, for her

should her bird song lift and falter
this strained, creaking heart
shifts uneasy, pulling out and up
aching for her uncertain hope

let the fat, golden moon
break free of the hills
setting her plume aglow
and I stand, a breathless adulant
riveted, grateful
 
I pray that these be loves
that this snark might admit
to a first love poem
I pray that soon, soon
I'll unravel, revel in, yours
Written by Kaatho
Published | Edited 31st Jul 2012
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