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PK Wakefield
Poems
Jun 2013
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i my lips have been
(to fling across impossible darkness)
A kiss
a curling
a soft
a mouth
a such achingly
a stupid and.
Across feeble immortal night
a blade of light
might that it would
its cut to part
that inken hood
to sleeps where curl'd
in girlish winking pearl'd
your heart's body
to cup it in my pinken furl
and a bit of sting
by Spring of pollen
your comely wisp
deepishly to imbibe
lifting thy swollen stupor
(press back the leaden lid
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