Bitter Poem by xavier jones

Bitter



I am not in love
With any soul
My heart it does not stir

Your eyes that shine
And glimmer bright
Serve only to deter

I wander in my apathy
The cold and barren streets

Searching for a refuge
My lonely self retreat

When hands that stroke
And lips that kiss
Appear in hazy dreams

Tis like fire
In a well
That’s quenched and only steams

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