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Apr 2023
I met you at a party
  in a house of mirrors
  you snake haired Medusa
  thirsty for my tears.
  We danced in lightning
  groped our way to love's
  eager bed. Promises made
  to be broken in day's light.
  My face was stone as you
  swallowed my soul in flight.
William J Donovan
Written by
William J Donovan  76/M/New Bern, NC
(76/M/New Bern, NC)   
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