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February 2015 As Time
The river .....
Like, my lovers heart!
How fast it flows.
A vibrant, living ......thing.
One swollen by desire .....
The other, melted snow.
Icy to the touch
Dark, waters .....running deep.
While my lovers .....,
Chills the soul,
stops my breath.
Leaving mine ..... Beating,
as a hollow void.
Wherein only now.
My, passion........ Still,
though a trickle
Flows.
Giajl © Jim Love
