Love's Labors

April 13, 2018
By , Wyckoff, NJ

Love's labors are lost upon wretched souls,
more fear than light besieged the heart of those
who loved only because of the mirage that is grassy knolls.
I felt breath that had a grassy note.

From it came a hint of sunshine,
Through the cracks in my soul.

I lost it for:
I wept from consignment to my wretched past,
I wept from concealment of my wretched breaths,
I wept from hidden depths I felt in myself,
I mired in self-loathing and fro there came no recompense.

I felt the shadow of loss creep up inside,
I felt the yearning for those who had stepped aside.

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