Love Was –
Flying into the wilderness
Of loneliness
Pulled by a winch
Of other arms
And promises of karaoke
nights
Tears
Of anguish
Welling.
Hazel eyes
Stares at nothing
Sleeps to rise
With the empty bed
And a headache.
Like in fall
Leaves falling
All the good times are
blurring
With the loss;
Flowers wither
Out of bloom
And lures me to wilt wit’
them.
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