Death Of Love Reclines, (Love Letters To A Lady Of Renown) Poem by Captain Cur

Death Of Love Reclines, (Love Letters To A Lady Of Renown)



You have loosed a scented kerchief
that casually drifts behind,
away I stole it like a thief
to cherish for all time.

Dear lady,
loquacious in your speech,
may I take this linen cloth
and dab my blood specks
from your cheek.
Your words I need to give me life
but your voice will never rise
the levels of the graveyard's pit
where the death of love reclines.

Monday, July 7, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love and pain
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chuy Amante 07 July 2014

Such sadness in spite of badness!

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Gajanan Mishra 07 July 2014

death of love reclines, good writing, I like it, thanks,

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