from ‘Day To-day Fragments’
No moon tonight –
Just the orange glow
Of the city.
………………
Would that this pen
Had such a magic –
To draw you –
To me.
…………….
In my eyes,
My smile –
Upon your lips.
……………..
Shy desire,
Your tone so gently
Betrays your heart.
………………
My words of love –
water upon sand.
…………
Love.
Begins in rabid passion.
Ends in repetition.
……………….
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