The abandoned love.

On the pavement broken

a heart bleeding

swims in circles

in a pool of tears.

One watched the ripples

of rhythmic pain pulsate

in the beat of the beaten

only to find the moment

tear at my page,

I looked away and

closed your book.

Reviews

[emmajoy]

A sad as sad poem, andrew, but comes from a heart that somehow, magically and calmly, knows how to survive, somehow.

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you emma for gracing my page and reviewing.:)