Lost Love

March 14, 2010
Shining with the moon beams ‘round about you
Glistening tears, stars plummet from above
Your beauty overthrew me, and, I knew,
Never to behold, an unreturned love

Yet, as chance would have it, my luck had turned
For you had loved me, just as I to thee
So deeply our hearts passionately burned
Delightedly and happily lived we

My joy falling into a blind stupor
I realized not how our luck would end
Wistfully, blissfully, Shakespeare troupers
Clothed in black, your soul unable to mend

Subconsciously rubbing a lustrous ring
Waiting, waiting, when fate will cut my string

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Milo! said...
Apr. 9, 2010 at 12:17 pm
What a great piece. It’s so understandable. You made it really easy to see where you’re coming from. I hope you keep writing, because this is really good. You should check out some of my stuff. I think you would like it.
celloizmylife replied...
Apr. 11, 2010 at 3:24 pm
It's funny you're asking me to read your stuff.  I actually read everything you wrote before any of my stuff was even posted. Your stuff is really cool. I have another poem that might come soon called Love Triangle, so pleaz look at it when/if it's approved!
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