Poetry of Loss

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Your poetry wrapped her in a blanket

Of midnight and melancholy

Sprouting rain from stars

And bitter cold from the moon

You carved loss

Into her bones

And she had no right to dismay

She had never witnessed

Such beautiful in sadness

Such pain from an hour on the clock

Or such love you could have

In such a dark place

And you made her love it too

©Entirety 2016

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