It's a Hole Makes Use of Things
IT'S A HOLE MAKES USE OF THINGS
The small things are made
largely, a jeweled vase
it's the hole holds all
the beauty of flowers.
The way my heart loves you
makes an empty hole:
I smooth your pillow
as if you were still here.
Copyright © Roberthenry Poulin | Year Posted 2013
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