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Cancer-Spreading Evil

I used to take her in my arms
stroking her
drinking in her beauty
taking in my hands her two fawns
like twins of a gazelle
i was in love
and many waters could not quench it
profound floods could not drown it
neither could this treacherous Punic called life hinder it
our love would have floated through all boundaries
yet bob up unscathed
we could have conquered so much

All i ever envisaged
was to age
holding your forever graceful hands
creased with age
pristine with love

But you came and went
like a zephyr
leaving with me twin versions of you
and when i remember
times shielded with memories
memories taunting me
taunting me of times
long gone...
times we'd stay in the dark discovering each other
i weep
until now
i never dreamed
what could have brought so much pleasure
could have brought death to you
mon chere...

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  1. Anonymous11:30

    This is inspirational Blossom, i almost cried when i read it :)

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  2. Anonymous15:20

    i'm really inspired to start writing poems.

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