Darren MacPherson Poems

Sacred heart, where secrets sleep
Transitional love devours,
Caressed and nurtured failings sweep
Subliminally they cower.
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The wind blows and I hear the whisper of your name in the trees
They beckon me...hypnotised, I obey
I let them take me and fill me with your essence
...I slip away.
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Its raining
The leaves fall
Heavy with the damp of late autumn
Weighed down by the fate that awaits them
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