A Paused PulseA Poem by LeahRaised By Tamed by Doves Vice or Virtue? Handled with gloves
The rain calls out The storm pours out Centuries or Aeons? Pillaged with fear
Mainlands are cut Universes are strewn To wilt or be withered?
A heart is broken A fiberglass, glued Monogamy or Bistro? The
Belittlement of Bereavement Manipulation of Savoir-faire Embodiment or A chanced upon affair!
My fair lady, Where I ask of you, Hast thou been? For all of the years gon' by?
Mine fairest Agreement O' dost forlorn! Unravelling Come past me by once more?
-Leah © 2012 Leah |
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Added on February 20, 2012 Last Updated on February 20, 2012 |

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