Encrypted Heart
The spinning whorls
on the palms of girls
who stroke your burning brow
the cryptic signs on valentines
that say I LOVE YOU now
encoded tales of those who failed
to win their lovers hand
all this I see
when you gaze at me
and make your secret plans
your furrowed brow
says tell me how
to win your fragile heart
you won't discern
what can't be learned
so let us
live apart.
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