Posted on: May 22, 2016 Posted by: Felicia S. C. Gooden Comments: 0

closing confession, li artiste
Take my heart with you as a token,
For here I write the words unspoken.
So many times I’ve been here before.
But as The Raven said, “Nevermore!”
A raging fire was in my heart.
Consuming my soul, right from the start.
I hoped that we would never part,
As I gazed upon your work of art.
I love the sparkle in your eyes,
When you laugh and gaze upon your prize.
I feel chills when I hear your voice.
Oh! How I wished to be your choice.
But now I return back down to earth.
Accepting that I will never birth,
The child of love I so desired.
Unrequited love has now expired.

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