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"Contours Reform"
by Jeph Johnson
Contours reform in my mind's eye;
Hourglass in shape.
They destroy actuality
And promote idealistic fantasy
As my rationale escapes me.
Delicate eyes of soft aquamarine
Tenderly held my being,
Caressing me from the inside
Without ever seeing the gruesome finale
That this love would end.
What bargain to have loved and lost?
When two bond so close,
Then the other is torn from you-
More of you goes.
Now I'm left lost and lonesome
With none of you left behind.
I am with you;
My heart, my love,
My hope and faith.
I am blind,
And believe nothing.
I see nothing but
These contours that reform
In my mind's eye...
