In perverse politeness pausing upon the threshold in dismay he peered in upon our embrace on that bright mid-summer’s day In the arms of my musical mentor, my lover of the moment, you might say, and he, my poet, my heart, in but a heartbeat went away The very life within my being fled from me on that day and never again my soul did breathe nor my lips a word did say All left of me this pen will write, my brokenness display, that he might know, my love, my life ended on that day
Reason for writing:
without thinking, I drove away someone I didn't know I loved
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