Love, In Fire And Blood,
I feel My Inspiration dissolving in a Teary Flood.
In this We both are at Loss,
I see in You, A Rose without an Admirer,
And In Myself, A Poet, without an Inspiring Lover.
While I go from loving to not loving You,
I believe that God's Busy Writing,
A far Better Love Story...
(December 10,2011)
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