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LOVE IS DRIPPING


Love is dripping:

from her bed by the door.

There,

in the ward where

the dreamers go.

Older now,

her delicate hands

are still as smooth

as stone.

And eyes,

still as sharp

that haunt or taunt

like the full moon.

Sleep tonight,

my love,

while we're apart.

It is my love,

that is dripping,

into your

heart...

Jarvo 2021