The Tale Of A Heart Poem by Nyx C Styx

The Tale Of A Heart



How now my dearest, you may speak
of all the subtle sorrows that banish sleep
from your gentle eyes, to me
whose abyss is pitiless and far more steep
Come, come and rest your head upon my lap
all the gentle washings you have given your eyes
let me dry them and from time to time
listen to the tale of a heart that daily dies

Saturday, October 28, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: death,love,melancholy
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