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
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.
_m
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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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