A Past Love Poem by David Keig
A Past Love
Our love is like a melody
Played badly out of tune
Our love is like those plants we bought
That never seem to bloom
Our love is like an acid bath
That quickly strips away
All pretence of civility
No matter what we say.
some loves last some do not. our love is like a melody- played badly out of tune- - so it goes. nice work
Painfully true for so many David well observed and written. Thank you, david
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Our love is like a melody Played badly out of tune