I stroke your letters
Your painted toenail hue
I mull over
Your scarlet silver blue
I imagine your thigh
Your touch a little further through
I reassemble your ankle
To fit the boot or shoe
I attend all of the lectures
Hoping for a mirage of you
I catch your eye
Your picture on my wall
I weep and cry
Unable with fair heart to fall
I keep and try
Your memos filed to call
I travel far away
With your love’s wherewithal
To ignominiously
Stumble and stall
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I see
From
Your letters
A time
When
Your love
Was laid
Wide open
Such happiness
Such fun
Such warmth
Such creativity
You had
Your health again
You thanked me
For the flowers
You kept
Irregular hours
Your love
Was laid wide open
But not so
Clear to see
How this
Fragility
Became bound
In complicit
Intellectual
Infidelity
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The ruby red vessel
The brandy glass curve
Lips and hips
Shaped without worry
This is a love story
Two lovers
Separated by
Too much love
The silken smile
A face formed classic
A gentle tear
Sense of vulnerability
Love stories endure
These lovers are lost
Lost
In too much love
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Now that you have all that space
I guess that you will want to fill it
My new space is a much smaller place
But still with dreams I wish to instil it
Look back beyond the past
Inside the cardboard box
You that’s cast for life to last
Ploughed, furrowed, pulled by the ox
The photographs and late night notes
Advertisements for the theatre
Packed away, that was yesterday
How to explain, how did I mistreat her
That solemn vow, maybe now
Would be the time to ask
Momenta passed as slow time flashed
An untied knot of memories masked
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Pictures for an exhibition
Rendered; grounds for inhibition
You posed on the velvet couch
You rose way beyond your stature
Angels and seraphims
Volcanoes and sips of gin
The brush stroke, the mind’s eye
Touch to torture, touch close to sky
Velvet drapes and plumed-up capes
Forage, rummage
Eyeliner, lipstick emboss
He caught the colour of your cherubs
He caught a flash of thunderous youth
You felt the flush of courage
You smiled and asked him why
The answer fair perplexed you
Almost made you cry
The answer fair perplexed you
Just once he looked into your eye
Just once more, he said
Just once before I die
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