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Poem No 64

POEM TITLE He Is He Was


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You’re my lemon, you’re my lime.

My paradoxical sweet

You’re sublime


You’re my sherbert, you’re my sugar

My sickly sweet

You're divine


Lemons and limes are sour alone.

They purse my lips

They’re acidic - like you -

Toxicity to the bone.


Sherbert and sugar are killers alone,

They corrupt my pearls,

They’re deceitful - like you -

Look sweet, taste sweet, sweet to the gravestone


And now I’m here. All alone.

I think of my lemon, I think of my lime,

I think of the sugary sweet, the sultry sour,

The satiating syrup

How you were mine.

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