Fallen Love

A flame
Burns for the love of her
The water
Will never extinguish it.

The earth
Is the only thing separating us
The wind
Is the only way to hear her voice.

You see her
In the sky looking down on you.
In the fields
You feel her walking by your side.

Even though
She has gone away, she is still here.
The hearts
She has touched will remember her always.




Poetry by Mark Reynolds
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Written on 2005-11-04 at 16:49

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