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Thursday 31 October 2019

In The Middle Of The Night

She never did forgive him
Whatever were his sins
She gave them time to turn
She stoked their fire to burn
Hoping that he might learn
As with stiffness lent to stern

He never did let go
Whatever he thought he’d show
He did this so so many times
He wrote it out, rehearsed his lines
Looked everywhere for the signs
Became the one with the oft repeated rhymes

They never did make a fist
However long they kissed
They were from different grounds
They danced while displaying sounds
They were in the lost and found
Boundless simply to be around