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[Eventually] 10,000 POEMS

BY MIKE BELL
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  • Poems

[Eventually] 10,000 POEMS

BY MIKE BELL
  • Hi there…
  • Poems

793: East

  • by Mike Bell
  • 6 August 20179 March 2021
  • www.mikebellpoems.com
I rest at her table,
she dances out East,
I turn the virgin pages
which she leaves me
to read,
this she has chosen,
to touch me, again,
I am left here
in her empty domain:
a last gripped kiss,
and clear instructions,
but I am no good
as a good companion.
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