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When Paramours
by Philip F De Pinto
when
paramours are
scarce
found in the wood
the clod of an exact science
would not comprehend
this is merely September
not the end
love will fend
for itself
with a stiletto
carve initials
inner a heart
in the bark
of the last conifer standing
though the opposition at logger heads with love
would raze such a wood
even this omega
wherein we carved our aorta
the scab of it
will remain
steadfast in place
the last of its race
its incendiary character stow
away in the fire's recollection
as well in the conifer's
long post inner some hearth
it is turned ember
hence not with the clod of exact science
we will sans wood stoke and liven
such September ash
but on a divan
with looser than spruce reminiscence
01/17/2013 Posted on 01/17/2013
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