by Alex Fitzsimmon

Created on: January 26, 2010

Love is gone

Stayed for a moment

But became bored with silly words

Leading to profound silence

Piercing pain and breaking eggs

Love is gone

No one to play with

Can not entertain itself

Nor fill the emptiness

Of boxes and brown grocery bags

Love vanished

Disappeared into the darkness

Love can not return

For Love must have someone

To share what dances

In the heart

And leaps from the soul

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