Henry W Poet Other

To Know Only Anger

Empty. After the barbed words 
have exploded and you 
walked out of my heart's door,
not understanding
that all I meant was 
to load your hand with all 
my treasures from kept boxes,
to surprise the stars in your eyes.
If one loves, why is anger
your only well of expressing your devotion?
This shatters the jewels we picked in 
seashore where vows were once so sacred.
I run empty.

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