Shadows close, shadows dark,
In the eve, of a tormented heart.
The blood drips slow,
The beat is sharp.
A restless, weary toll.
The hand that parts.
Ocean waves, streaming through,
The gentle bays, of morning dew,
And lost in love, I am with you.
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Author:
RSM (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 5th, 2025 06:16
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Comments2
Now this one is smooth and sweet, slick and a bit tender. Nicely done a wonderful love poem
Very nice love poem
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