Like Eleanor Rigby
Sits Eloise Ridgley
Alone with a teacup of sorrows
Spent all her tomorrows
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With the stroke of your hand
You splattered upon me
The Jackson Pollock stains
Of your sometimes love
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I open up my heart
Raise the blinds
light a fire
My stocking- footed soul
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Give me tiny thimbles of time
Alone by branch and budding breath
Rather I to see the willow weep
Drunk on Jasmine and white orleanda
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What now of this silence
Falling a soft rain
Stilled the river of her words
That wet our dehydrated souls
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Two. Tall
Towers. Taken
Turned. Twisted
Tumbled. Tossed
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What promise will I make today
That I alone shall keep
For safe keeping
And with earnest heart
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We were two entangle children
A lifetime ago
He has been my best friend,
Ever since
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