there must be
more than death
we sleep eyes
opening only
to see each
other’s face
sweet face
a mouth
I’ve never kissed
I wonder if your
lips are warm
I cannot move
to put you
in your place
somewhere
beneath my heart
am I alive
to love so silently
they move me
side to side
and call my name
and I am lonely
in this crib of pain
between the bars
I see your eyes
and remember
when I was young
I knew a god
Damn, Rosemary! This is great. I just read all the poems – I love them. I’m glad I can see your poetry. 🙂
Thanks Jean! You’re a good friend!
So are you, Rosemary. 🙂
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