Eyes Closed
These despairing open mouths,
Their emitting somniferous sounds
- They cannot kill our love.
A cool empty breeze; together
We should keep warm forever
And protect our glass-encased-hearts.
Orange glow seeping into this room
Ne�er forgetting ungainly affection
For the loneliest are coldest.
Occasional flutters sing silence
Hushing my wanton violence,
Keeping my sanity with you.
Be quiet, my friendly baby,
Quiet and listen safely;
Feel my pulse beat.
� Joseph Tradescent
Poems
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