Alan Thorimbert Poet Shape

To the Heart

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heart
piercing
star-crossed
under the moon
roses bursting forth
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the
source
of every joy
by which we live
passion devoted
friendship fidelity
cherish and hold
so one must ask
or won   der why
it repe       atedly
falls            apart
lo                    ve

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Audrey Haick January 10, 2012 at 5:12 PM This is a well done shape poem, Alan..sometimes I think Cupid toys with us. lol Enjoyed reading it. Love, Annalise Alan Thorimbert January 10, 2012 at 5:32 PM I'm glad that you enjoyed the poem. :)