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The
Leopard
Two lovers on a park
bench
A leopard standing in the street.
It was a deep down and falling day
That will not come again.
The leopard lying in
the street
Wondering how lovers meet
Heard:
Lover, when you came to me
I let you in
Knowing you had a husband.
Two lovers on a park
bench
The leopard staring at the sun
Saw snow burning.
Sometimes
The leopard in his dream
Saw these teo lying in his bed
Heard:
Touching your red red head
I curse the day you were wed.
Evening -
The leopard in his fire
Saw lips meet and apple breast
Heard:
Lover, I cannot bear the pain
Knowing we shall not meet again.
Two lovers on a park
bench
The leopard crouching underneath.
It was a day gone and dying night.
The leopard sprang.
©
Patrick Galvin
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