Don’t worry I won’t tell
about the way you stole my heart
over romance I tripped and fell
don’t worry I wont tell
over sugary notes I tripped and fell
bloodied by your pointed darts
don’t worry I wont tell
about the day you ripped my heart
I love it when I stumble over a drafted poem. This one penned in 2014 for Valentine’s Day
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Lovely poem, Leslie. It all started out very happy but it ended quite sad. Sometimes that is just life and love isn’t always a smooth-sailing ship. We live and we learn. Hope you are doing well 🙂
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Great verse Moonie_!
__In its inspired Cinquain echo, the -New Smile- is that step forward into a heartful recovery.
Old smile
sped into tears,
as you stole my heart song
and tossed it among your litter.
New Smile.
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A very revealing poem, good for you Leslie. It’s great to see how good you are in writing poems. 🙂
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What fun to find those old notes and drafts of poems…enjoyed this one.
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
YOU LOVE IT WHEN YOUR HEART GETS RIPPED? OH DEAR! SURE HOPE THAT PAIN IN THE YOU-ONOW-WHERE IS GONE BY NOW!
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Excellent drama! loved it. any more you’ve stumbled over?
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A Valentine poem that was not so much Valentineish… sad really…
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