Bleeding Hearts: Estrangement Vs The Letter - Poem by Jackie Allen
Having waited impatiently for months,
Far longer than could he have imagined,
Today, as always, with all of his love,
He is longing for sanity’s return.
In despair he is writing, once again.
Repenting these many long days, he weeps
With tears unfailing, fears sorely profound.
Yet, at this moment he’s remembering,
Wanting to hear the familiar footsteps,
Thinking she may have finally changed her mind.
Losing faith, weary, resolve flailing, he resorts
To sleeping, the stars holding her and the hours
In their arms, while he whispers sweet her name
He saying, with voice of sorrow’s regret,
That in blame’s shame she was the innocent.
Lifting up his eyes to the heavens, he hopes
She remembers his name and that the fragrance
Scenting the air is that of their love song,
That the lines he has earnestly penned
May find a warm place in her heart’s home.
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