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Ashen Love

Hearts… Fondest, on edge of broken Words "I love you" Ring out loudest When heartfelt spoken Hence, how I miss thee Thy absence cause Longing, to grow and grow Shadow’s passing days set pause Pen spilt amid desiring scripts In desperations, desires of thy return But, alas thy yearnings never echo Aye, the afflictions, affections infections hotter burn I shall forever sit Upon this knee Wherst I wither and drown as I pray If thee shall not restore thy love… unto me Then, I wilt Beneath death’s royal crown Lastly clutching, to once tis had Forthwith bitterness that lays me down This soul without you A bleeding cost Slowly, enters into afterlife Where I do wait, for your spirit lost

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 4/2/2012 7:26:00 AM
Breathtaking Michael! Briefly I thought of Anne Sexton's writings with the "afflictions, affections infections..."...how superb...thank you ...I am enjoying your work and shall spend quite a bit of time here it seems...lol...Big Huggsss,love deb
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Date: 8/24/2011 9:06:00 PM
That was awesome. I wish I could make poems like that and have them sound that good "Thy absence cause; Longing, to grow and grow." Amazing.
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