Lover, Come Now...
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Eric Cockrell
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lover, come now...
before the hands strike,
before the door finally closes,
and the latch is locked.
come now...
as sunlight breaks the window,
the hungry child seeks a nipple,
and shadows create forms.
come now...
the guns are silenced,
bodies left like token prayers.
even the trees bent with longing.
lover, come now...
the bridge rattles and creaks,
the waters suddenly calm,
and the ravens have flown!
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