Falcons Poem by Angelo Turello
Falcons
Rating: ★5.0
The sharp
jagged
hole
left open
and
empty
right in the
middle of
my chest
where you stole it
stole it
underneath
my gaze
you ran like
a thief
gently cradling
the fragile organ
and
i wept
as you hid
it
in the
box
and i wept
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4/19/2024 2:26:35 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A stolen heart can be very painful. How can you mend a broken heart? Hopefully the pain will subside with time. A thoughtful write. Keep penning.