stolen heart #triolet #poetry

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YOU LOVE IT WHEN YOUR HEART GETS RIPPED? OH DEAR! SURE HOPE THAT PAIN IN THE YOU-ONOW-WHERE IS GONE BY NOW!

penned in moon dust

inside out

Don’t worry I won’t tell

about the way you stole my heart

over romance I tripped and fell

don’t worry I wont tell

over sugary notes I tripped and fell

bloodied by your pointed darts

don’t worry I wont tell

about the day you ripped my heart

I love it when I stumble over a drafted poem. This one penned in 2014 for Valentine’s Day

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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