My Darling

My Darling

A Poem by Alison Harmer

Roses are blue

Violets are red

Every word that was said

Was never true

 

Down my spine

You sent a chill

I still called you mine

For a fleeting thrill

 

You fell hard

You fell fast

We were never meant to last

You left me broken, scarred

 

Long nights I’ve cried

With so many scars

They never show

For no one can know

 

Because darling,

Roses are blue

Violets are red

Every word that was said

Was never true

© 2014 Alison Harmer


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