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Salute.
Mon Cheri
To lay with you
Would be to sleep in a bed of red roses
The thorns would entwine around us
As we held each other tight
Watching the world drown
And turn slowly to dust
My dark eyes
Undulating and spinning like
A priceless kaleidoscope
Filled with your
Early morning prayers
Would invoke all the
Heavenly angels
To protect us
As we laid
Vulnerable to the worlds
Temptation and the dark
Angels which sometimes
Visited us there
My sweetness
From
Aeons ago
Shall I conjure up the
Shimmering undulating watery
Doorway to take
You to my secret enclave
From society
Where the broken-hearted can
Heal and their hearts
No longer tear
Copyright John Duffy 2019
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