Proceed With Caution
In webs of worry, and in needless hurry
I exhume a wound twice times buried
Deep within my sorrowful Heart
Two Lovers joined, then torn apart
Will we love again, will we love once more?
Or ache again lost Lovers' sores?
Oh, that burning pain I cannot endure-
I would not survive, of this I am sure
Copyright © Just That Archaic Poet | Year Posted 2013
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