To be crushed underfoot

Aimed not to disappoint

Like the page of a fresh poem

A heart that longs to beat first

This letter’s child

Fallible as a leaf in the wind

To be stepped on in a rush

The soul of my heart forever crying

Dreams spent with you

Putty in your fingers

Hushed to a mouth

When holding the frame

Of a broken pain


No sacrifice

On a mountain top

Nature’s kindness

A memory of happiness

Love has to fade

But is immortal!

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