life...

   ah yes,
life.

  sometimes
we find
thee one

and when
that one
is gone?

life,

let's us know that...

we were
probably,

probably
meant to be,

one
and
done.

they were
Russian roulette
with
love's gun.

love's future
may now seem
like a
dungeon,

but please,
continue to
walk through life...

don't run.

eventually
once more,
your love
may bathe in
thee one's sun.

it's not
the end
but perhaps,

a new
beginning.

it's simply time
to find a

new best
friend.

until then...
relax,
don't rush
and please,

give time for
your heart
to mend.


The Concrete Poet