Robbed

by jkdavies

Still I wish for you;
The sap rising in the trees
I will not blossom.
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Yes, it is calmer
without you close, rain clouds scud
across the grey sky.
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Ripe for seeding, sun
falls on open eyes, legs, heart;
you push into me.
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You pull out of me,
drive from the hotel; litter swirls
windblown vortices.
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Your seed trickles out
a wet patch; summer is due,
sunshine flew away.
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Your words trickle in
Why do I let you? Cut, not
clutch at memories...