emotions are coursing over gnarled Travertine rocks
surreal
tears are my broken dream's shards
scattered on a barren soil
as my beloved rests in eternal sleep
I would like to posit that
the lizard should have waited with his message
cursed be the chameleon
may his slumbers forever
be haunted
my tears aren't for those who had broken my heart
forgiveness was not easy
you have told your young mistress
while proclaiming your undying love for her
she has never owned my heart
sitting alone on a bench
your departure was a wrench
dusk often finds me in a reflective mood
you have all my love
my heart still belongs to you
as a lark
proclaims the new dawn
and where I can now relish a languid afternoon
I no longer flinch at your dear memory
this is the sacred truth everyone should know
death wouldn't be victorious
as I mourn
redamancy is not a prerequisite
I carry your heart
I carry it in my heart
Inspired by: 'i carry your heart with me (i carry it in', by ee cummings
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