Cleaved Love Poem by Satish Verma

Cleaved Love



Between wolf and
vampire, you burn the
marrow of moon.

Carnivore. You
define the perfect surrender.
No peace as yet.

My father talks to
my son in sleep, to wear
an old hawthorn crown.

Saturday, February 23, 2019
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