Unspoken
Draw sad pastel scene
a brief paint just to show
stains to make me wonder
why I let her go.
Feel my woeful lines
a love verse made for you
thoughts to cast asunder
what you thought you knew.
Hear the music’s score
a love tune made you sway
notes as loud as thunder
wish I had you stay.
Pen this last quatrain
a love poem just to show
words now share my blunder
words you’ll never know.
(click the pic for a preview of my upcoming book!)
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