Poem – “Outside My Reach” – Romance – 11/20/2019

Outside my reach
Was a love,
Was a heart of a woman,
Was the kiss of a life,
It would not happen.
It would not happen.

And I am filled with the grief,
Of a thousand eternities,
With this pain to my heart.
This poet’s hand of mine,
Is disallowed to swipe a tear,
He swipes syllables,
And writes them dear,
Writes them with fear.

I have failed,
Though, the guilt is not mine.
How did illness come to pass?
How did a condition come to occur,
To rent open her form,
And nest itself as a seed?

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