THE IRRITANT
With loneliness profound
I loll in brackish water,
my shell clamped shut…
Waiting…
A parasite swims slowly
towards my enclave,
entering my inner sanctum.
I feel its connection…
Cradling this irritant, I bathe it,
forging a precious seed within me,
wondering at its delicate beauty,
experiencing love greater than all other…
Yet know; exquisite love like this can’t last.
Someday my flawless jewel will be wrenched from me,
You will prise my shell – tear out my heart – snatch my child…
and eradicate my reason for living.
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J.M.Hulme. 
Beautiful!
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