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more yellow
than yellow
...
Being a famous poem
in a special bound edition
must be a bit
...
ALWAYS BECOMING
pond laughs with ripples
spreading across its old face
...
ah the poetry of
chocolate and a warm body
both of them melting
at the tip of a hot tongue
...
The tree
gathered its leaves
around her
...
She left her heart
on the platform
never even heard it
...
She offers me
the gift
inexpertly & awkwardly
...
Leaving London
the train pushes deep
into the countryside's
...
Faded by sunlight
the map of the universe
resting on roses
a slug crossing the furthest
...
She whispered
in my ear.
“...whisperwhisperwhisper...”
...