The Dream Of Love Poem by Gary Hembree
The Dream Of Love
The dream of love was broken each day I awoke.
I knew in reality her words were false.
She kept close yet always felt distanced.
Her kiss was tender yet it felt void.
Each day without her was bliss.
Yet my heart could not accept it.
It was drawn to her like a moth to a flame.
Like cancer to a cell.
It overruled my mind.
Leading to the death of love..to the death of me.
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4/23/2024 6:25:35 PM # 1.0.0.1119
This poem is lovely Gary well done I enjoyed reading this