A Mask of Frozen Tears
A Poem For A Love; Unrequited.
By Michael OmelonPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read
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To: N.
A mask of frozen tears melts in your hand
Tears slipping through, as if made up of sand.
The moment arrives, the stars have aligned...
Alongside my ghost, whom often defines
All I have been, some you had seen...
Apart from my heart
Which beats no redeem.
Fear not the depths of the water below,
There is only you whom I wish to bestow,
All of my heart,
Right from the start...
For I too am ready,
To be swept undertow.
-M.
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