Sarah Kennedy Poems

The enormous blaze of lust is but

A ferocious fire that drives the fools heart
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I caught a glimpse
of myself being beaten by
the dawn's early mourning shadows
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The lost must hope
Left but part of absolute
Children cry remember us
Loud tears fall absurdly as
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Delicate summer women
With but a kiss on her lip
Wears love like a flower
And desire as a fresh rain
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