I Look For Her
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Barry Middleton
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I look for her at sundown
but she fled to the north
never to escape herself
I reach out left handed
but the cold bed sheets
have long been empty
I look for her in dreams
but only find the terror
of dark maniacs stalking
I look for her in poetry
and she appears at dawn
warming coldest memory
she inhabits all my verse
there in a white solitude
she beckons from the page
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