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Thursday, 9 June 2016

Poem: The Last Romeo

Unspoken feelings, 
Depths of the mind's imagingings, 
It became you now, 
Replacing the last Romeo, 
All that is forbidden, 
Touching notes of the forsaken, 
Coarsing through my veins, 
Like gentle flow of the meandering 
River of love's nectar - 
So sweet, at times, 
It pierces the soul; 
Yet so dry and bitter during others, 
Dissipating, Into the lost dreams, 
Up into Cloud Nine, 
Writhing slowly in lingering death. 

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