For a dear heart and a gentle soul who I have been fortunate to have met and to be loved by.  So much pain held from view. Yet a smile and a sparkle in her eyes that never fails to lift my heart. Je t'aime mon amour toujours et toujours.

A summary of a life

A thousand tiny cuts overlayed on larger wounds that never had the time or space to properly heal. Followed by one more large wound too many. How does one endure?



Poetry by Rik The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2015-12-06 at 22:59

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Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
Thinking of you both :-)

Elle x