For You
For you my song was written
and my fingernails were bitten.
Scratchy they were upon my skin
and then I drank the music in.
For you my poem was written
and then my heart was smitten.
Attacked it was inside my frame
and nothing since has been the same.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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