Broadcast #8
Sad strings play
to the vacant space
at your side;
a hollow to be filled
with a power
that seduces your mind,
eats up your heart
and gently lays its head
against your shoulder -
an offering;
the choice to love
or be in love,
is yours.
Wise eyes
know the difference
Copyright © Maggie Flanaganwilkie | Year Posted 2005
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