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A shadow never shudders

Never winces penetrated

Our love never wrinkles

Never frowns its lip

Never drifts...

              Shrinks...

                        Chokes...

                                  ...And dies

Driftwood Ambience

Upon the spiny brook

The last remains

Of a quivered heart

Of a quivered arrow

Waiting patiently

To pierce

And penetrate