Love Poem: Broadcast #8

Broadcast #8

Sad strings play 
to the vacant space 
at your side; 
a hollow to be filled 
with a power 
that seduces your mind, 
eats up your heart 
and gently lays its head 
against your shoulder - 
an offering; 
the choice to love 
or be in love, 
is yours. 
Wise eyes 
know the difference