It is the dead of night,
The long dead look out towards
The new dead
Walking towards them
There is a soft heartbeat
As the dead embrace
Those who are long dead
And those of the new dead
Walking towards them
They cry and they kiss
As they meet again
For the first and last time
Meeting
Harold Pinter
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Poem topics: kiss, night, time, embrace, heartbeat, soft, long, walking, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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