Stefanie Fontker Poems

Smiling by day
Weeping by night
It is a story
Told many times
...

In your will,
The blood sucked
From your veins
Is now named mine.
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The first touch among
The many that will follow
Is the most painful
But perhaps it is the last
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You cloud my vision,
And gauge out my eyes.
I cannot see the stars
When you stand so close
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I could sit here all day
And count the lines on your hands.
Where have you been,
And from where do you hail?
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We shall meet again,
Once more for battle,
And twice more for death.
Watching time dissolve,
...

Would we still touch,
If you remained here
With me, on this plain,
Sipping on dirty sunlight?
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Soft and pale in colour,
Embraced by Mother Jupiter,
Let us ride into the sun.
Saturn will not remember,
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My neck snaps,
At your admission.
Instant death
Is only a product
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Where does this end,
Our disturbed relationship?
The gods have told you,
And I have seen it in the trees.
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