Marcus McKinley

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For You This Empty Box - Poem by Marcus McKinley

Your radiance fuels my appetence
My affections for you I proffer
With no strings to recompense
There is no good gift inside a coffer

There are no sides, which to contain
The presents that we make the best
The ones we give without refrain
And yet, they are the truest test

Sometimes this gift, it hurts the most
When known, and taken back
But, when offered unconditionally
This gift you can’t retract

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 12, 2010



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