The Virtuous
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Jan Oskar Hansen
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The Virtuous
Two bodies entwined
in the malleable light of a spring night.
I will love you forever, she said.
In June she married Fred.
I thought it must have been a mistake,
and waited.
When Fred died thirty years later,
she, unseemly, quickly married Carl.
I knew it was no point waiting any longer,
her words had been a bit of fluff on
the pillow of love.
Bu şiiri puanla
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