Impermanence - Poem by Martina Moriarty
Your ceremony was of a short duration?
the length..of your struggle!
in the continuance of time.
The wealth of your holding-in
the grand estate of the heart is, without question
A holy dwelling!
The hasp of my soul
to your lovely bones...
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