Heartish-

Any luck for the broken glass hearts?'
removed from this shelf called a body
with wooden legs and a nose that ceased
from growth

P'nocchios groove
and a woody wood pecker
puerile observations in
solemn promises

The guaranteed oaths'
a face frowned simper
drowned lips in blac lining
and inner strokes of lustrous
redbark

Lest affaire de coeur or a hateful
dalliance may we lock in intervals
of sweet balms in fresh aqua blue
waters cooled and as supple, as paint
across the sands

Healing craftiness
and bottemless falls into
free wealths in unsurpassed counts

Spoken in balladated'
swoons, gestures of a heart
well fetched from old fueds
that do tango in nights

best to the night
that will ever waft.


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