A Prolix Heart
I loved you too much
my prolix heart obsessed
It was too easily undressed
I gave more than touch
If you don't believe me,
pack your heart up and leave me.
Alone to wonder about you,
was it more or you?
I loved you too much
Hearts easily set ablaze,
In love's pernicious ways.
I still love you too much.
My mind lay quixotic
Time heals the toxic,
I will love you again.
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Author:
YourUglyBoy (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 12th, 2025 09:26
- Comment from author about the poem: We habitually "love" others too much but ourselves not enough, we infatuate over what we hope will reciprocate and fill the voids we may or may not recognize.
- Category: Love
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Comments1
Love of an imaginary image greater that the real thing can lead to problems. A lovely write
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