Love Come Back #Poetry

Tell me all the ways to love you today

the bridal bouquet has stopped producing

the answers that feed your love lost heart,

unripened, fallowed, the veins filled with dirt.

How do I bring it back? Will blood run free

and wild again? The light evades dark and

berries redden their face in waste, as black racers

and woodpeckers attempt to invade.

Love come back and show me the way.

©Jay Mora-Shihadeh

Photo byGeorge BeckerfromPexels

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