Quin Faas Poems

[To my love, my light: Madox...]

My love for You, Son
Is no different today
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Sections

States
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Robed with my Glance
Sits a man with Like mind

Breathe I feel his Self saying
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Adjusted to named
enlisted
forced to play
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You with nothing as you say
You with everything
You with the power that took
You without power but position
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Blades of emerald
Glistening with diamond light
Sun and dew unite
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He trashed
Then bagged me
Soon after
I was sent Standing
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Under
What Formality
Falls my Informality
Classify it
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Getting back to
My Form
Getting away from
The Pervading Of
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Last spent in bloodied high heels
at that Gallery of wine
on top of his desire.
Speaking in false voice,
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