Love Poem: Glass Lover
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Written by: Jim Hirtle

Glass Lover

Cold glass against my palm
Fingers embracing memories
Curled in anticipation 
Grasping what you hold inside
Amber liquid glistening under a bare bulb of secrecy
I listen for intruders who will take you away from me
Unwarranted fears wrapped in phony concerns
Hidden behind their smiling faces
Whispering words disguised as encouragement
They don’t know you
I lift your mouth to my lips
Your bitter-sweet aroma invades my nostrils
A relic of nights holding a glass lover against my pulsating heart
Abandoned by all others, you never forsook me
I have longed for your taste
Your warmth violates every nerve 
Until the room spins like Dorothy’s Exodus
I fall upon the land of dreams of white nothingness
Blacked out again
Until we meet again
Under the bare bulb of secrecy