A Love I Once Honed
A love I once honed
Is now a memory long forgotten;
With how quick I lost it,
Or even rid of it-
Was it lust instead?
Cradled in my plams
Had been a lingering hope
That the past would reverse
Into my future;
Wonderfully blissful my heart
Felt before I traveled the "greener grass"
To where I believed all to be
Brighter, stronger, riveting.
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