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This Love
part IV
I grow tense,
“Say it!”
Silence
ascends
skyward
with a prayer.
Bottomless
puddles
(those are your eyes)
reflect boundless
skies.
This love is beguiling,
smiling,
it hides
behind
the corner
of life’s corridor
and behind that corner,
there’s a coroner.