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The Love that wounds
Where does the sea
of your love foam
in the love that wounds,
love of flesh, of skin?
I see the blood
of your tender heart,
empty eyes of stone,
saddened smiles of sorrow.
You with your need,
eyes open as you sleep
letting loose arrows of flame
into the insomnolent night.
Body of lust
heart of torment,
whose shores
do your waves now caress
in the ocean of the night?
For the night is an ocean.
poem
by
Jon Blanes
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