Deep Empty Words

Deep Empty Words
I will always love her 
Whoever she may be 
Who knew I’d fall in love 
With such anyomity. 
 
 
Her grace flows like the wind 
With every painted winter rain 
Sprung from sweet smiling skin 
(will I ever see her again?) 
 
Never crossed my mind before 
Nature seems akin; 
As age blossoms your features 
Beautiful as you’ve ever been. 
 
Fighting for deep empty words 
Running through my head 
She is thought for the birds 
(Next time I see her, won’t I be dead?) 
 
-Alex E.
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