Love Was –

Love was a bird
Flying into the wilderness
Of loneliness
Pulled by a winch
Of other arms
And promises of karaoke nights

Of anguish

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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