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You said you have died I died the day you told me Winter came early © Bluecusp Creative 2017 – All rights reserved.

Since you have been gone I sleep with my books these days Is that unfaithful? © Bluecusp Creative 2017 – All rights reserved.

Do you savour my touch As the sand does when The tide caresses the beach? Do you feel beautiful as I cup your pomegranate cheeks While I kiss your brow? Do you feel loved Despite my lack of words And the frozen tundra between us? © Bluecusp Creative 2017 – All rights reserved.