Your stop for the annual poetry fic challenge!

from The December of my Springs

i think it might be good
to decide rather than to need

from The Women Gather

it is not unusual
that the old bury the young
though it is an abomination

from They Clapped

love is only and always about the lover not the beloved

(I just wanted to drop a note and let you guys know I was having computer problems, which is why I'm so late with yesterday's prompt. I'll try to make sure the last few days are on time.)

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from My Tower

I have built my dreams on the love of a man

from Untitled

there is a hunger
often associated with pain

from Poem For a Lady Whose Voice I Like

so she replied: show me someone not full of herself
and i'll show you an empty person

from For a Lady of Pleasure Now Retired

i only know her through her eyes
she is old now not only from years
but from aging

from Winter Poem

once a snowflake fell
on my brow and i loved
it so much and i kissed
it