Poem Of Molten Title #5 Poem by Bill Grace

Poem Of Molten Title #5



These lines are lost, no critic will help you find them
But we were lovers
My soul too fractured to consumate the deal or
To understand the goodness that you offered.
So thank you for the sweet communion
To have loved once even incompletely
Is still a gain.

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