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Feb 2016
the silence of the room feels forgiving
so i wrap myself up in its comforting warmth
hold out with trembling fingers a bittersweet morsel
a few cautious words of beautiful lament
an emotional plea of constructed images to find
my grace in the arms of a long lost love
to find the forgiveness all men need from the
past no matter distance or time
for all men without
exception must find meaning in their lives
mine has been what loves i sought in the darkness and light
what palaces of strange beauty
discovered in the wild heat of human jungle
discovered in the barren expanse of the sea's wild desert
that love i have found at the very edge of humanity's dark world
a small flame of tenderness cupped in my hearts hand
nourished it
give it hope and future
but still i seek
half blind with age
i still ferry across the expanse
at the edge of humanity's plight
seeking the forgiveness of my first love
seeking the hope of tomorrows lover
mark john junor
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mark john junor  59/M
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