Burnt Love Letter
IT is with truth (the tree from which the seed
of my heart has grown) to have said
'Love' to you.
It was my breath and my entire possessions --my
heart that i gave.
And now goodbye. Love letter to the flames i
now say goodbye. And beauty do not sing nor
dance my way again ever. The pages singe they
curl as my aching fingers now but truth soothes
and present clouds cover my tears but long
not. No do not sing nor dance for me but the
ashes of my burnt love letter!
:: 08-29-2018 ::
Copyright © Ernest Robles | Year Posted 2018
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