Jeff Kurfess Poems

A thousand fair suitors all stab at your heart
Those poets of movement and jockeys of art
The high-volume vendors who hustle romance
Splashing their canvas with color and dance
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A grievous plan unraveled
On the eve two hearts entwined
She was lost among the leeches
As I stumbled with the blind
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Lying next to beauty with the moonlight on her skin
I was lost inside a lover who would never let me in
The moment that we started was the night I felt your kiss
We held on tight together, falling drunken through the mist
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