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I
weep
under the
silent shadows
of a thought unborn.
Ardent flames, its lingering kiss,
bittersweet sigh of a withering embrace.
A mind deceiving, its essence departing,
threadbare wishes abandoned within
the remains of a waning heart –
a heart entrusted to you
to love.
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Categories: All Poetry, Life & Love, Poetry by Phoebe
A beautiful love poem.
So beautifully expressed feelings that I hope are/were momentary. Concise, clean,
Thank you 🙂
I enjoy your concrete poetry.