POEMS
THE LOVE IN THE VILLAGE WELL By this well, Over hug by leafy branches of, sheltering trees, I first noticed her🤑. I saw her in the cool of a red,red evening. I saw her, As if I had not seen her a thousand , times before. By this well, My eyes asked for love and, My heart ♥went mad. I stuttered, And murmured my first words of love, And capped, With my hands ,the intoxication that were her breasts. In this well, in the clear waters of this whispering, well. The Silent moon, Witnessed with a smile our inviolate vows💍. The kisses 😘 That left us weak and breathless. It is dark, It is dark by the well that still whisper, It is darker🌚, It is utter darkness in the heart that bleeds 🤕, By this well, Where magic has evaporated but memories lingered. Of damp death☠️, The rotting foilage freeks, And the branches, Are grotesque tolons of hungry vultures. For she is dead😫, The one I first loved by this well. TIME Limit of it shorten, Plans perish up on d...