Crestfallen Poetry
From the boughs of hope...
Monday, April 6, 2020
One footstep away,
The light glows rosy;
Another forward,
The faults are forgot—
Leave your lover,
You’ll know in an instant
The tone of past moments
Was heaven unthought.
I have often loved places
While others loved people.
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