My Abandon
An etched novel
Of love and tear
Running breathless
I hide in fear
Oh my abandon
Thy bell Tolls for thee
Where death comes quickly
And love slips away
They say that that truth shall always prevail
In fagmented pieces
A puzzle to reveal
I peer high above
Soft curious devour
As she sits on hear throne
My distant
Spring flower
Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2025
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