Cleaved LoveA Poem by Satish VermaCleaved Love
Between wolf and
vampire, you burn the marrow of moon. Carnivore. You define the perfect surrender. No peace as yet. My father talks to my son in sleep, to wear an old hawthorn crown. © 2023 Satish Verma |
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