Poems of Love Denied
Not Expectations
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
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