the lips that fail,
to speak the secrets of a heart
the lone rose in an empty park
on the bench,
a hand that moves away,
in another man’s hand
the resonance
a silent wind and it’s whispers
a bleaching petal,
falling into a winter’s cold
my flesh will numb tonight,
in the tears of an unspoken love
You have a great writing style.
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thank you! i appreciate your kind comment
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