Cracked flute

I never felt so connected

she wrote all my heart was missing

Oh, love was calling me at last

Everyday I rushed to her post

feeling my galaxy be stirred

by whatever she wrote, there

Escaping here- line by line

My heart absorbed her inked

concoction of letters- like whispers

akin of a pristine symphony heard

That I could slowly degust

From life’s full wine glass

 

Until today’s- heart wrenching

When tears read her words

she’d found herself a real lover

I’d been replaced before being chosen

My world was imploding

My vision became tunneled

My heart and soul felt sick

and then, it was as if, this was it

My sight blurred into blackness

in a cruel and slow fall to unconscious

Death of a poets heart by…poisonous ink

 

Poet of the Light © 2019

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