Deceased Beloved

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Love

4-8-03





Every raindrop



A cold kiss



From my long



Dead lover



I feel them



Press against



My face



Soft and tender



The flames



Sear up my flesh



Roaming over



This ever chilling



Body



Calling me



To join them



In the grave

Author's Notes/Comments: 

the finishing of this poem is deticated to Joshua Renee. My Lovely Confederate State of Virginia will always feel like home. I love you dearest.

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