Tony Bush Poet Verse

First Love, Last Love, Only...

First love petrol bombs the fire, 
  throws the gauntlet on the killing floor, 
wraps the arms about the shoulders, 
drives adrenaline needles in the heart, 
sinks the plunger on the opium rig, 
  and promises, promises more, much more. 

First love be the last love, 
  when withdrawn maroons the lonely, 
chokes the breath with finger bitten frost, 
gouges tears out of the sightless eyes, 
thrusts the soul in deep ironic depths, 
  claims us, first love, last love, only...

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