Nature Teacher: When Love Dies…

A joyous heart in newfound love…

Opens freely…

paying no attention to shadowed pretense and allusion…

until reckless carelessness taints the heart

and withers the spirit…

leaving only an apparition, a ghostly memory

of beguiled love.

One Reply to “Nature Teacher: When Love Dies…”

“a ghostly memory of beguiled love.”
This was a heartbreakingly beautiful piece ❤
I simply loved all your metaphors and the way you'd framed this piece…
Looking forward to reading more from you!

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