Still There
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Love is still there
In the closed drawers
With rusty knobs
In those dust-brown letters
With fading stamps, extinct addresses
Bearing Salutation
Dear........... with a love-dripping
Flourish of the hand
Love is just hiding
Beneath layers upon layers
Like diamonds inside the earth
Like old wine in the cellar
Never getting old
Despite the maturity
Static, slumbering
Till it gets the message
It can become itself again.
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