Ever Apart - a poem

Ever Apart

Seems to me
that summer must have
left him early

he came to play
but sadly
missed his cue

his painted dreams
on old and fragile
canvass
never quite true

Say how deep can
scattered visions
stumble

when passion with a
badly
ruptured heart

drown again
in warm
pretentious oceans
ever apart

May 1993

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