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Jan 2012 · 535
First Heart, Break
S Jacobson Jan 2012
Your storm enraptured my every being
I was stolen by lust and desire
Suddenly my world was surrounded
I thought I’d never tire

The fall was delightfully fast
So easy you were to love
Your crooked, child-like smile
Simply second nature to succumb

The world was twirling around us
We were lost, a hopeless mess
Then suddenly, as fast as you arrived
You had vanished.

Next the mockery of your absence
The torment of your face
The reality of your deception
My mind simply could not erase

Such a heavy load of pain
Such a dark cloud above
How could it all stem
From such a naive feeling of love

Yet in this moment, I stand
Almost one year, to the day
Since your storm took hold
And lost me of my way

I will never forget your words
Your soft touch, your lovely face
I will never let go of the art
Together our bodies made

Now I have put you in a cupboard
Tucked you in the storage of my soul
I have only shaken love’s hand
I am eager to acquaint myself more.

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