Poems of Love Denied

Not Expectations

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Your hair glitters in the

corners of my eye

a shar, soft, subtle glow

that fills the spaces

that fills the gaps

that fills the beating of

the heart

 

Long-strands of glittering wires,

that slice the heart

Atrium, Ventrium

a multidude of wires

that slie the soul into

a multitude of fractured parts

 

Your glittering blonde hair

is a torture