Best Poem of I.J. Benjamin

True Love
Here is a poem to true love
this poem will not rhyme
there will be no full moons or serenades
this poem will be read with a snack
watching TV out loud.

This poem will slowly fade with
the coming of dementia
until it's remembered each day
for it's heart will be of compassion
snoring loudly . . .
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Sometimes Rain Rains Right On Time
my love,
i am still here, smelling you in the soil
and the little warmth left on your stone
is all but dead, i sometimes think
have you tully gone, my love?
a man can understand
only so much,
when the midnights still smell of
when the jealous angels will not have me

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