Robbed

by jkdavies

Still I wish for you; 
The sap rising in the trees 
I will not blossom. 
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Yes, it is calmer 
without you close, rain clouds scud 
across the grey sky. 
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Ripe for seeding, sun 
falls on open eyes, legs, heart; 
you push into me. 
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You pull out of me, 
drive from the hotel; litter swirls 
windblown vortices. 
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Your seed trickles out 
a wet patch; summer is due, 
sunshine flew away. 
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Your words trickle in 
Why do I let you? Cut, not 
clutch at memories...