Poem for Valentine's Day
By this time last year I’d sent you
my wish, clipped to a lover’s fears
(your laughter still fills my ears).
But that was a good twelvemonth ago,
and I daresay there’s much to show
for the ravage, and the grim
plunder of the interim.
Amazing how two lusts in spate
could so direly devastate:
one that sucked your lover whole,
and the one of blood that burnt my soul…
It’s that time of year again,
the fervid mating season when
a few like me would choose
oblivion to a lover’s shoes.
But I who know the who and where,
can laugh at them, past all care.
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Labels: poetry
3 Comments:
SB: As always your poetry leaves me a little bit vulnerable and a whole lot humbled. Hugs my dear friend.
--Ph
http://phantasmagoria.rediffblogs.com
It is getting so
that I read and know
this must come from the hand
of that speckled band...
signature you.
'But I who know the who and where,
can laugh at them, past all care.'
..and that sums it all !
you weave magic with words :)
Thank you for sharing.
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