My Final Love

During the blackout in France
we cling together
beneath layers of love
frozen by man made thunder
that explode in yellow flame
it wasn’t wise to expose our hearts
amongst the rubble
of what was once a city
yet when we raised our heads
it was final

In Flanders the poppies grow
between the crosses row on row

Damage © 21.7.2008

My Final Love

Damage

Joined April 2009

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