Time to tweak this bad-boy.
Cut me to the bone
with your tongue
Break my heart
with your tortures
But my Love
when you turn your smile onto me
the pain and heartbreak
go away and
I recall why and know that
I love you
Saint Valentine’s Day Poem
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ST UnWoked & UnVaxxed! 
A modern echo of poetry from the era of the Templars: bittersweet and true…
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Sometimes love don’t feel like it should…😍!
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It can, indeed, “hurt so good”, yes?
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Hi Nanda! Miss you and the R>gang, (well, mos’ly…).
—Hypatia
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The ‘don’t feel like it should’ comment is wrong at so many levels. Keep up the good work!
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ST, You put me in mind of these lines by Roethke, from The Waking: (and I hope you like them, because I do)
“This shaking keeps me steady. I should know/What falls away is always. And is near./ I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow./ I learn by going where I have to go.”
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Thanks for both the education and sublime compliment! I had not read that poem before, and yes I think I can see some parallels to mine as well. Mr. Roethke seems to have met life head on and paid a (heavy?) price for it.
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