Love Poem: A Loss of Tears
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Written by: Christopher Rogers

A Loss of Tears

Watching the fires flicker across an endless expanse of mid-night-fallen forest.
  Ancient oaks and evergreens gnarled together,
    Forming the illusion of the deepest mile of a tempest torn sea.
  Bonfires create a patchwork façade.
    Flickering,
      Fading.
        Like lives,
          Lost loves,
            The dreams of youth.
  Each dot a communion for the suffering struggle of survival.
Over this short stretch of days I have watched each campfire die,
  Heard the last survivors cry.
Why could not even one maintain?
The beautiful tapestry my eyes savored each night unraveled.
  The artist shackled.
A loss of tears.
  Numb with pain.
    Watching every blaze snuffed-out the same.