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Sunday, 21 January 2007 |
Down Among the Minerals
Even now
I need to love.
Even now,
having seen,
been
so many men
burying past loves in graves of self-esteem
and prestige amongst the males.
Full grown adults these
living the life of the boys,
offering thorns from dead roses
as sharp edged put downs;
the weak excuses
for fear an honest appraisal of care,
and then sneer
at the widowed tears of love's leaving.
I don't know about you,
but even now
I need to love,
to lay this weary, addled head
between the firmness of your thighs
down among the minerals
and caress,
taste
the essence that makes
for difference.
ⓒ Les Skeates
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