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The Lonely

The aching heart of the lonely
mouthed in words of sombre tones
housed by walls
loves soft emollient
a soothing smile, a fluttering lash,
a gifted guile, a garland sash,
a giggle, a grin
laughters softened chin.
depths unfathomable solitary confinement
made the deeper
by loves memories and refinement,
holding hands upon silken sands
a look, a glance,
a book, a dance
memories to cherish
on dark lonesome nights
I perish.

  RMP (2010)
 
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