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Immortal
Lay me down on the cold grey stone
and grasp my love to feel less alone
my leaden soul brittles, splinters then breaks
beneath the weight of your heart that aches
Fuck amongst death and in its' place
we create a new life within this space
time does not stop, fused blood will run
to drip on the clouds of setting sun
Katy Hughes 2012
Sunday 12th August 2012 9:27 am
First Night
First Night
A messy room
Two messy heads
“Will you marry me?”
He quietly said
A shadowed celebration
assured but never taken
shrouded and unknown
the beautiful unshown
© Katy Hughes 2012
Sunday 13th May 2012 9:42 am
Secret
Secret
Me:
The moon lies beautiful
half veiled behind the clouds
it dares not shine as a whole
muted in its lair
You:
The quiet forbidden love,
nestled in the shadow of tomorrow
Waits patient to be born Brittle,
but not yet broken
Both struggle for their moment in the light
© Katy Hughes 2012
Sunday 29th April 2012 2:22 pm
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