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Heartbroken on the Eaves
Written: July 14, 2025, for a contest sponsored by: Constance La France Quote: "You have to keep breaking your heart until it opens." Rumi ************** Even in August, trees forfeit their leaves, Fallen castoffs clutter the curves and eaves. While lovers stroll, I mourn such a dove— In the heat of July, blooms a flamed love. The heat-wave conjured a deceptive fall — Misleading trees in face of urban sprawl. You swept in my life such a torrid wave — Sparkling woos and skin slip whispered a rave. I am an ornate leaf clinging with grace, Inhaling your core, as life rushes pace. My world spun near you, my radiant star— In calm, I found both balm and a fierce scar. Tears fall as I search dearly for your face, Your eyes, a mysterious blue in space. The swing of your arms resonates through — I sense you in each angle and each view. I breathe you as I roam through the city, A ghost croons as the world hums a ditty. I stand near you, my phone in my pocket — Deaf, waiting for a voice to unlock it. Sleep evades me, and the window ajar, A fan spins warm breeze in the dusky air — I feel vexed deep down in my inner core, A limp leaf drags me off to deplore. It is not in my hands to deny. That we are embroiled in a futile fight. I will depart without saying goodbye — When tomorrow's sun sheds truth in light.
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