The Faceless lover

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The Faceless lover

You call out too from afar, and i see you

Your hands reach out too me, and i feel you

Your body oh so full of life a gift from God

You are here with me in my dreams but faceless you be

Who are you, what do you look like?.......


                      to be continued.........

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Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

landriano’s Poems (4)

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