that
beating heart I hear can't be mine
it's
been silent for some time
it
feels so sublime
like
a sign
flop
even
in darkness a light does shine
feel
the spirit as it climbs
it
feels so sublime
like
a sign
drop
there
aren’t any definitive lines
contorting
reason and rhyme
it
feels so sublime
like
a sign
stop
Triquint
Poem
Copyright
© 2014 by Patrick B Vince
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