Do not stoke the desires tonight,
my moon is away on the cusp of doubts.
Count you must the needles in heart, of
ifs and buts? A fragile truce was anathema
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What fine words! I have felt the cusp of doubts and had not the words to tell it. The 'whispering of silence', truly haunting. Respect to you, Cal
nice rational poem, well expressed............