April 4th

As Green as my envy, and Blue as the sea: Her eyes held such sorrow, for Her and for me A cordial indifference had led us to part We brewed our destruction, and sold it as art What truthful intention we seldom had weaved Our hearts were two stories which no one believed These songs turned to silence, and weakened our trust For Love, to ambition; ambition, to lust But, I can still see Her when I close my eyes Without Her, intention had doubled in size The fourth day of April had caused my collapse I'm feckless, in silence; yet, bathe in the past...