Broken Love
Complete verse incomplete vase
Lines said in prose turn empty
Heart-rooted intimacy in souls n'er trace
Lava-hot enemity sprouts within
Serenades that exalted the misty spring air
Sweet nothings whispered in the crimson cottage
Bloody scuffles wreak lives n'er bear
wreak bone-hard bond like titanic sea goer
His half drowsing floody eyes stuck in space
In the twilight crisp evening valley wind
Thinking of the enchated dulcet past life phase
that perhaps he wishes to live once again
For their life swirls in a sea-deepnightmare
all they implore are the infallible cult deities
And the mink duvet is all they share
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