Fame
I believe those are
the same stars
as when we first
met--the heavens
far more constant
than the human
heart; and the promises
we made, sincere as
they were before
the light, have long
since slipped into
darkness; they have
lost their wings
as we our innocence
dashed among the
glitter; Fame has its
many appealing
attributes...but the
victim is often
Love….
Copyright © Joe Dimino | Year Posted 2019
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