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David Harsent
Necrophilia
Necrophilia
Necrophilia
No wayward promise, nothing to shake the heart,nothing to warm to, no trace of harm or hurt,
nothing of jealousy, no risk of bliss,
the wide, white eye; the perfect parting kiss.
© 2007, David Harsent
From: Poetry Review, 97:1
Publisher: Poetry Review, London
From: Poetry Review, 97:1
Publisher: Poetry Review, London
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Necrophilia
No wayward promise, nothing to shake the heart,nothing to warm to, no trace of harm or hurt,
nothing of jealousy, no risk of bliss,
the wide, white eye; the perfect parting kiss.
From: Poetry Review, 97:1
Necrophilia
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