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In Renee's file - Your WRITES

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I was looking into Renee's file and found this, i'm not sure where it comes from, but it's how i feel tonight...

My cup is empty to-night,
Cold and dry are its sides,
Chilled by the wind from the open window
Empty and void, it sparkles white in the moonlight.
The room is filled with the strange scent
Of wisteria blossoms
They sway in the moon's radiance
And tap against the wall.
But the cup of my heart is still,
And cold, and empty.

When you come, it brims
Red and trembling with blood,
Heart's blood for your drinking;
To fill your mouth with love
And the bitter-sweet taste of a soul.

Your words dropped into my heart like pebbles into a pool,
Rippling around my breast and leaving it melting cool.

Your kisses fell sharp on my flesh like dawn-dews from the limb,
Or a fruit-filled lemon tree when the day is young and dim.

Like soft rain-christened sunshine, as fragile as rare gold lace,
Your breath, sweet-scented and warm, has kindled my tranquil face.

But a silence vastly-deep, oh deeper than all these ties
Now, through the menacing miles, brooding between us lies.

And more than the songs I sing, I await your written word,
To stir my fluent blood as never your presence stirred



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