The Lost Nights of Loves’ War
When I gaze at the lace of sweet petals’ raw core,
My heart pains to face, the lost nights of love’s war.
I fell into your soul with mine
And broke all and every tie that binds
Heaven shook the sea to blind
As I buried all of me to be your kind.
Now all the veils have fallen away
I was lost, expelled, like a child with no say
And too many pieces of me Left in you
Petals, shrapnel, fallen dust and adieu!
©2012 Linda Willows