Poem: 48

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Love

Here I sit
On persian carpet-
All incense and silks

Illuminated only by sunlight
A selection of knives
On a silver platter

For your curiosity
For your delight

Head bowed,
Quietly, patiently- waiting
Waiting for you to carve me to ribbons

When you are done
There will be nothing left of me

But here I sit- smiling
On persian carpet
Head bowed, patiently waiting

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