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Heart Larceny

A theif I am
Today I steal

White cotton
Balled up
Dropped
On my bedroom floor.

In haste
He left it...
In leisure
I secreted it away

To indulge
My senses
With his essence.

An anchor
For the peace
He left me.

A peice of himself
A peice of his heart.


 

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  • fading memories
    September 25, 2007

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    Great Write!

    I love the imagry you expressed in this poem, the entire time i could see this happening in my head, good luck in my contest