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I miss her

Love just human love

wash my eyelids in this crucified rain
stitched green fields from planets yet to name
thoughts disappear beneath graveyard storms
nameless nameless this dancing corpse

fragile Iced the winter hearts
 collapsing within forgotten chanting forests
where leafless wills
are read and then never carried out

She combed the ravens in her hair
china porcelain skin
drenched from Cohen’s single song
He counted the splinters collected as he crawled 
left on this wooden
shore

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Tony Taylor

WOW!! TT!!....this is amazing work.....granted, I haven't read you for some time but i am so glad I caught this......the way you use phrasing...so subtly...and filled with metaphor....is striking!!....and truly compelling....had to read this few times.....but oh the love and darkness of your words.....her porcelain face shining!!......PINNED!!....I have always loved your stuff.....hope to see more soon my friend!!......LOVE & ROCKETS!!......T xo  : )

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Marion

Like a roller coaster through a sunstorm on a black day or vice versa...great stuff x

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