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With your right hand on my neck,
I lay next to you last night,
and since the day’s woes still pained me,
I did not ask you take it away,
but listened to the blood coursing through your arteries and veins

It’s two years since I last heard him whistle, and he’s gone,
and he sleeps deep within the ground; no sharp clawed
lover to rock him now, only the pounding earth mutely gathering its terrifying clumps
to slowly harden and dry between his ribs.

A VERSE OF LOVERS IN SPRINGTIME

See!
how our happy kisses
echo among the trees
and the land anoints
our bodies with
shade!