Persuading you with
my verses
Never convincing you
with my yarn
Your heartstrings twist
in braided strands
To mend my spirit,
darned
All shouts have turned
to whispers
New melodies
resound
A phrase to dance
inside your head
As love
—each word surrounds
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March,2020)
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