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The Jeweller of Sensual Seasons

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Creaking sound of rusted latch 

sleeping alone again, naturally, 

only secrets would let her in 

 

I should promise you  

my last kiss of summer, 

for winter’s kismet kites are grounded 

strung by ice lifeguards  

rescue is the warmth between thighs 

 

Pearls for breasts, silver skin limbs 

opening bones as ringed buttons, 

head to honeysuckle hills

and I will follow…..

 

In way of poetry cliche, diamonds can be forever 

and not only sunrise will rise at dawn 

 

The jeweller for all our seasons 

knows the reasons why gold is found in streams 

and mined deeper than unmarked graves 

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