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Apr 2015
Like a crushed petal, unbearably tender,
I walk the place where you were born.
Shadows now surrounding the ecstasy,
Of kisses lingering β€˜til morn.
The space reflects now an innocent light,
Where we thought a lifetime arose,
Our lives filled with supernatural minutes,
Perfumed nights, naked flesh, we unfroze.
We were drunk under the spell of summer,
And in perpetual moments we captured,
All that was, and is, and ever could be,
From the moon to the stars enraptured.
We spoke of everything in the world,
Our subjects were only ever you and me,
Dizzy, bubbling, life’s blood streaming
A delirious passion, lasting eternity,
And now within this terracotta land,
Under blinding cerulean skies
My heart cries out to the cold cruel sea,
As minute by minute I die.
Lorraine DeSousa
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Lorraine DeSousa
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