Shadows close, shadows dark,
In the eve, of a tormented heart.
The blood drips slow,
The beat is sharp.
Restless, weary, out of control
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 16th, 2025 19:35
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Comments1
A love poem punctuated with natural images and some of personal nature that pledge oneself to another. Well rhymed and with good meter. Nicely done
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