Petrified Rust

My words I've tried to put it into words My eloquence wanes, withered and woolen Shakespeare I'm not My song I've tried to put it into song My melody flails, falling flat Gershwin I'm not Yet My Heart My heart beats strong on the strength of your love My rivers run swift on the depth of our love Without your love, I've a heart full of dust Hollow and hardened Petrified rust

Author's Note

for my love's birthday

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Your love should be delighted with these loving words. Wonderfully penned.

Chris

[nj coleman]

I hope so. I'lll let you know! 😊 Thank you!

[nj coleman]

Also, you're up late (or early) for England!

[Chris Shaw]

Yes, it’s time to sleep :) night night

[Soren]

A beautiful testimony to a love. Only those who have felt it can understand

[nj coleman]

Thank you for the kind review!