i loved her with the power
of the morning sun
but that love’s only echoes
are those of fear as stark
as the darkest night
with neither love’s closest moon
not its most distant star;
did a secret worm
enter my heart to infect my love
that now resonates in her heart
as horror prompting her
to distance herself from me
henry victor 04.02.2010
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