This morning
I am broken
by my need
for you.
Your absence
makes this
cold house
colder.
I made a
you to sit
and make
me ache
at dawn
for loneliness.
Which shows
I love you,
and tells
of our
approaching end.
~ Bruce.
Poetry from Blue Fred Press
Friday, March 03, 2006
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