“Yeah, I followed her to the station, with a suitcase in my hand
Whoa, it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell, when all your love's in vain” (The Rolling Stones)
“I have denied my needs and desires for so long that I now find myself dreaming of the ordinary.”(Sara Bini)
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Below is my poem 'Evening Charm', well introduced by the two quotations in the exergue.
in tenderness dissolved.
It is the crystalline silence
of things taken for granted
These limbs interlaced
among the blankets
you're the earthly dimension
that I cannot