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A Narrow Flake

A blade, that drove deep.

That I never saw, nor expected.

That kissed, a heart, and killed ....

a soul.

Such, whispered words...... I 

never heard.

Nor never, knew.... 

That they had, been.... spake.

I'm off to bed.

To share a kiss with death ?

My dreams, are,mere ....obscure shadows.

That linger... in the pre morn light. 

And should I ever, encore, just... once.

Mayhap, to kiss a nubile maid.

Where would I search for love ?

Where might I find it....

Sometimes, it's the eyes.

Or in the moistness of her lips.

A smile, that just once.....

But,

never more.

And if I ever wished....

It'd be now.

In the humbleness, of your eyes...

That never, had a kiss.

Nor shared, the sadness, of my soul.

An aneurism perhaps, I heard, within her voice.....

Or was

That,

the beating 

of her heart ?

Giajl © Jim Love