Male Nude With Blue Eyes

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
modern British Poetry

Submitted: September 10, 2012

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You were the Thing 
I had refused to believe in;
Black rock and sea shimmer
Memorising particular tides
Beneath your skin;
Washing up daily


Your blue eyed regret 
At being a good man.

Time has already rolled out
Its appropriate landscapes.
beneath its blindfold
The heart sure
Of every ravine,
The head braced
For all that the sun lights up;
As though we were more
Than footfall
Along this edge 
We can never fully navigate.
As though unfailingly
Every hour will birth the next.


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