Without Fold
I watched the sun rise this morning...
with memories my heart did flood-
Of a love I set free into broken skies...
A love I did once love...
For the bonds that did once bind us-
were tethered for some time...
She pushed me into darkness-
where, my heart could not be found...
Like a rose without perfection...
too often I was told-
These memories came flooding back
like a book without a fold...
The misery that haunted me...
the shame dire despair...
For only if she understood-
my love was chained in fear-
As days go by new tides come...
I ponder free thoughts a wisp-
A lasting love was not meant to be
a love that suffered eclipsed.
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