What we were tonight

What we were tonight

29 August 2016

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Tonight slipped

From my limp fingers

Grasping none

Life unfair

Chose to pair them open air

Between the spaces


In dream state

I remember touch

We lock hands

In rapture

Hair electric on arm stands

Pulsing the texture



What we were tonight

When the light

Baleful shines

All the softness undermines

Lost scent of green grass


Reading of the poem: 

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Nothing really ends – DEUs

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