Gone, is my greatest love
my broken heart drowned
not in the ocean
but
in the Grand Canal
ripped away from my chest
from unforgiving love
now dead
lying under the gray murky water
on a rock all alone
a gondola
with a couple of lovers on board
floats by with dreams of a future entwined
surrounded by red roses on their love vessel
they cannot see my heart underneath
why, would they even want to see such a thing?
my heart, that’s tossed into the grand canal
no hope of a heroic rescue
it will simply stay there...
until decay takes its course
submerged in the canals of venice.