it seems it was yesterday
i swore not to let
the shackles of love
manacle my heart again
until i could breathe no more
yet, unexplained
and unlike the infatuation
i felt was love before
it crept through my heart
and chained the spirit i use to think
the signs ominous
the clouds greying
it was a sign it will rain
but its pounding, am smitten
and from my heart ache ache ache
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Nice poem. Rich in depth and imagery. Beautifully conceived. I rate it 10. Thanks for sharing..... Please read and rate my poem 'A humble complaint' on page 2.