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Blank sheets ...
clipped to writing board,
random strokes of ink...
A word ...a face
..a reminder ..
a moment..a tear.
wound up on a shore..
the art..
...alluring brown eyes..
A gaze.. 'Stay', she said ..
the sound of nothing
what's real..
illusion or deception?
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YOU ARE READING
Me her ...tears/love?
PoetryDear reader Ever wondered what Love really meant... well the following poems are written for her by a stranger(me). Some unheard words, some left unspoken, some were left in me by her. It ain't about a broken heart instead it's about the word 'Love'...
