Loft Poem by jeff thornton
Loft
Loft
Your heart, so leaden;
weighs at mine-
I can displace gravity from
this one,
that the other might waft
in parallel course?
Yet- if yours ever it finds itself
lofted above my own
perhaps it will slow,
and remember.
You think she has forgotten to love you. Women don't forget nothing! Very touching.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 5:04:40 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I like the revision so much better than this early work. Hard to find your stuff in bookstores, 'jeff'!