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I loved you
for about an hour
on a random beach in Dublin
sometime around 1979
or there about
friends say it never happened
I was too young
but it did
I know
I loved you
for about an hour
on  a random beach
sometime, somewhere , somehow
I loved you
for about an hour
on a random beach in Dublin
around 1979 or just before.
You talk about love like it’s real
like folk can be happy
together
you talk about love
like it’s okay to feel
happy
you talk about love
like it’s real
like things can work out
okay
like no one hates the day
you talk about love
like it’s real
like it could happen anyway
any day
anytime
anywhere
how bizarre
you talk about love like
it’s real.
this strange
seldom seen
full moon
fills our room
with more light
that we could ever ignite
although god knows
we’ve tried.
  Mar 27 Frances Raeburn
Grace
gently, I devour
the music that you play

the strumming and the sway,
the things you can convey

subtle, but the power
of the songs, the silent way

you make the unsaid there
and it becomes

real, authentic, ours.
  Mar 27 Frances Raeburn
Grace
what is existence?
the mountain's life in mine is so very slow,
but even it sees the same, unending horizon as I do.
"built by design
to lose control"
For gods sake
just leave it
I said
I no longer care
I said
too much work
I said
walk away
I said  
I don’t need this
I  said
bore off
I said
I am better than this
I said
just leave
I said
and **** me
he did!

KUDOS!!!
you drip feed me
the truth
because you love me
I drip feed you
my love
because
it’s the right thing to do.
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