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The Fool.

The Fool.

© 2016 LC

Your soul was dark as the night,

reflected in your captivating eyes.

Haunting me. ..

Bending my soul to your will.

I was enchanted by your spell.

Fooled by loves wiles.

Thinking I could teach you love,

and melt the icy exterior of your heart.

How wrong was I!

A fool for thinking your heart could beat, again.

I could show you love, make you feel it.

However, you would never truly grasp it.

Feel it.

Hungry kisses. Stolen moments. Are nothing.

Without love. A beating heart.

Truly. For me.





Dreamer. Doer. Poet. Writer. Mom. Baker. Lover of Many Things.

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