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A Song

that wraps up memories
        in rare expensive silk
that charms hurt hearts to bloom
        deep red again with trust
sing me such a song
        such a song

that lifts a roister cup
        pick-me-up for passion
that makes a bedding room
        smirk in sheet-wrinkled lust
sing me such a song
        such a song

that beckons me to sup
        again with absent pleasures
that ambushes my gloom
        with laughter fit to bust
sing me such a song
        such a song

Ian Sowton, 2013, The Stink of Experience

 

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