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Thursday, 21 May 2015

Savior ...

These are the nights 
Of broken letters 
Incomplete alphabets
Carved into discreet shapes 
That hold you name like wombs
Solitude of uninspired verses
Let loosely through hard bitten lips
Coffins of unuttered love sonnets 
That do not rhyme
But quiver and thirst
Of that one touch 
One kiss
One long tattered desire
That maybe 
In this blink of a lifetime 
You were my savior 

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