there
are times that
I
kiss you and I forget
my
heart is broken
held
together by barbed wire
continuously
bleeding
but
in that moment
during
that magical kiss
I
feel whole again
forgetting
about my heart
and
the mess that it is in
when
you've said good bye
and
the tears have stopped falling
my
heart bleeds once more
like
thorns from long stem roses
piercing my muscle of love
Tanka Poem
Love
is a Four Letter Word
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© 2014 by Patrick B Vince
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