aching…. paining…. heart
remove the thorn
………………… love remains
blossoming each day
Explore:
a poet's playground
More from the playground:
you know the answer
a storm
that just hovers
above
even on the brightest day
the storm clouds stay
just enough
to leave a chill
and a dampness on the skin
leaving the question
always hanging
why
why
why does the burden
lay so heavy
Lovely