My Foolish Heart
To feel foolish when used, becomes sadness
when her glimmering glow smiled to convey
and grew brighter when I found love's madness
as trepidations and fears never outweigh
the time we spent seemed an endless span
and awakened passions of fiery blood
kisses as many as the ocean's sand
as fragrant as a flowering rosebud
my heart's foolish pain is easy to find
roses always die when plucked and thrown down
and leave memories too fresh to unwind
inside my heart, a lonely fool was found
could that I look fondly upon those days
she was so beautiful, her beauty stays
4/2/22
contest My Foolish Heart
Copyright © Frederic Parker | Year Posted 2022
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