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LOST LOVE

Under the wreck of the Hesperus

Is a tale of love lost; under a leaf

Is the hidden suffering. Listen!

Balalaikas and sitars play by themselves;

They give themselves up to the wail

And lament of unrequited love.

Poets are constrained to write about

Ships that never make it to port. This

Is how port wine is fortified wine?

The sea is replete with those who

It swallowed in the name of love;

When I lost you I was all at sea.

I feel like a murderer when I write

About lost love; I accept the punishment

Of sea salt in my tears from sitars.