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In nights

flowerbeds and garden wells
a wishful breeze breaks the suspense
that’s heavying this heavy air tonight

heave your kisses sweet of qualms
give your lipful cherry alms
and ring them neatly round my neck tonight

I feel as though this pitying
might just be the only thing
that I can stomach, tolerate tonight

rich of spirit, poor of heart
eternally to break apart
and find my way again in other night

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Publicerad 2023-04-27 19:06

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