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  • Writer's pictureP. T. Corwin

I Love My Lover

I love my lover, fiercely, bright, Like morning star through winter night; Like lightning hurled from Zeus's hands That burns its scar on black expanse; Like crackling wood on funeral pyre, Like fevered flesh that feeds the fire.

I love my lover endlessly, Because my lover first loved me.

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