Image by Z. Shaghaghidid I
doff a
leathered
heart for
you
yet
beside your
wooden soul
even my
hoary hands
now wrinkled
through
love
are
softer than
supple
tears.
R. Burnett Baker
Posted over on his site Efficient Agony
Listed as #35 over on Magpie Tales 46

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