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Blessed – A Love Poem October 4, 2014

Posted by vscorpiozine in Jade Blackmore, love poems, Veteran Poets.


Loving you was a mistake,
like much of my life.
Nothing is left but the sweet
sensual decay of our lust.
Euphoric recall.
Your hands steady on my waist.
The slant of moonlight
through the window blinds,
plastic cups half full of vodka
on my kitchen table in the morning.
The smell of your cologne
still lingers in my hair.
Like a giddy schoolgirl,
I save your cigarette butts from the ashtray,
everything your lips touch

Copyright 1996, 2005 Jade Blackmore



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