By Elvira

Eyes                                         dried
No        tears                NOW
Soul                             pleading          for succor
He        sits                   at a separate
“My Amour”
Mu Armor —
Tears wasted on

Roxanna, courted, blindly,
by another,                  while               “True Love”
stands              silent —
If the face                    was                  Beauty —
no trail
of tears

Dying breath:                          “I dare declare Not”
as Roxanna’s Eyes
open                            Would              that it would

April 2015

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