heartache felt is coarse
only ruthless shadows on course
silence his chorus
heartache felt is coarse
only ruthless shadows on course
silence his chorus
laying in bed
a beautiful morning
while birds sing nearby
my dog wonders why
we have been here for hours
changing position
each moment thinking
the waking day
yet in a dog life
a master wasting away.
who do we choose
how do we recuse
ourselves from an
idyllic life to lose
hope beyond this
heartbreak
the simple loss
of any manner
drawn upon love.
we remember a light
a certain manifest
reason to believe
recall sweet rendezvous
the reality of our own
torturous passion,
we would
if we might know,
choose life.
Yesterday
I noticed two lives
together
eyes inside each other’s soul
lips yearn
I could not help
but wonder
a true meaning of love
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