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Ice And Diamonds
The ice like diamonds
On the drive,
Shimmering
In the predawn
Full moon,
The Long Night Moon
Near total eclipse,
The last full moon
Of two-thousand eleven,
There’s drama here
And
Where will it find you,
There’s drama here
And
Where will it take you,
Tired by the unrelenting
Questions
From
ice and diamonds
I took refuge in
Thoughts about
A gorgeous woman
With palmfulls of tits
In a tight sweater.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
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