Beautiful Eye
A loving Heart bleeds,
not scarlet but springs,
not from loss but love.
Yet it meets another,
A beautiful eye that wails,
not tears but thorns,
not in silence but songs.
Kiss away my tears,
as I love every shard
of your broken heart.
Though it pierces us,
our signet remains eternal,
As do our love.
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