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Love Poems

Empty Pride

Not with fingers but brutish hands, we shape

Our Aphrodite at the waterhole

Repeatedly copying past mistakes

Enrapture wraps us in a deathly hold

Not with words but with gloating grunts, we sing

Vainglories and conceits discordantly

écouter et répéter our love brings

Al coda, each to each, and you to me

Not with silks but with stainless strings, we knit

Folly and bricks become an edifice

We are unique only in bit by bit

And yet the essential us, will still persist

Not withstanding all o’that, we can, believe

That something new we two will still conceive

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