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A Pensieve of Poetry
Thursday, 18 February 2016
Bent
Topic: Love

(1995 for Rita A.)

 

You crawled across the floor,

beneath my arms, my mind 

exploded into stars ...

Phosphenes danced before my

face, my hand brushed your side,

one look in your eyes

bent me out of shape,

now... I can't think straight. 


Posted by Tsc Tempest at 4:31 PM CET
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