Dear Jenn.
Dear Jenn
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She loved the sage.
She loved the sea .
She loved the ancient poets and ‘
I loved her.
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Her tempting skin and
her perfect face left me breathless.
Her laced words,
left her empty and alone.
And me, just a fan of a wild storm that would not know peace.
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Her heart was broken pieces of despair and regret, she cursed the want of love.
Her subtle heart yearn for quiet and peace.
In the deepness of the long and lonely nights.
She wished love was true and the words spoken once, were meaningful.
John Castellenas/Coyote
She sounds like an enigma. I hope you’re successful in piecing the broken parts of her heart ❤
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Some people don’t want happiness. Thank you Sulaiman for reading and the comment.
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