Darling,
I learn
The full
Value
Of you
Again,
Savoring
The Crane
Chub
Who idles,
Mates,
And dies,
Near one
Single
Reef
Just off
St. Philip
Parish;
He loves
His own,
Is of
A flesh
So rare
He must
Be eaten
Just
Within
The hour.
As your
Absence
Goes so
Against
The tide
Sun,
Love,
Wind
I now
Partake
Of Crane
Chub:
And oh
His essence
Is
Less rare,
Bitter,
Within
The flaw
Of your
Not being
Here.
The Crane ChubBarbados
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