Too Many Things... Poem by Irene Cisneros
Too Many Things...
Thy love i shallowed just for thee.
Then love it shattered sympathy.
For thorns it wreath my broken heart.
And misery is thus to start,
The look and touch of your gentle hand
Make me weak and hard to stand.
'Twas the night you left for good.
Too many things were left unstood.
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
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