Thursday, July 05, 2007

The Poetry Sessions: Solitude


Love, you icy friend
That at once froze and warmed the heart
That brought us close as much it tore apart

Sweet temptress, what games you played
Fleeting seduction of a brighter morn
Shone through clouds of bleak and grey a storm

Let steal you
From me one that I held dear
When greatest for you, love, i felt was fear.

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