Love Left
Love left.
Slipping unnoticed
Under a door,
Leaving leeched colours
And dutiful behaviour,
And a muted sky.
So she opened a small high window,
Lest the sun-beam should choose
To dance back inside.
Love Left
Love left.
Slipping unnoticed
Under a door,
Leaving leeched colours
And dutiful behaviour,
And a muted sky.
So she opened a small high window,
Lest the sun-beam should choose
To dance back inside.
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