I greet the morning with a kiss —
Not of Judas,
But eventual faithlessness.
My open face is
A temporary vestige,
Until the shadow flits across
On another darkness.
But for now…
For now…
… Breathe deep.
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this is eric case 
oi! put me on your blogroll…tis only fair …hehehe
Done!
ps. cute poem 😉
pps. im a cheeky buggar