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Rochelle Foles Jun 2019
I bear my soul to U

                
U slam the doors of your heart


I come to U                In my finery

                    The alter is empty


I weep a river

                          U
            
Plagiarize  the Hoover dam


I search 4 U         In the shadows

       But U are silent       to my call of Marco...


i ride a moonbeam  in the hope i’ll see Ur          
                                    reflection
  
                         U             steal her luminosity

                         leaving me in pitch black


i reach out hungry for
                                 Ur reassuring touch

                  but the sheets are smooth oand cold


i crumble in a sobbing heap
                                         my spirit lost without U

— The End —