Minus Thine Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Minus Thine



Hanging like a scapular,
your memory haunts my dreams

You clothe my thoughts in joyous warmth
my lonely voice to scream…

"I live inside your shadowed love
afraid new suns will shine

"The darkness my heart yearns to keep,
all new light—minus thine"

(Dreamsleep: March,2020)

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