In this poem about my first love I draw on my love of nature, comparing his deep voice to the crow’s caw and the Earth’s rumble, to portray the spellbinding effect he had on me.
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In this poem about my first love I draw on my love of nature, comparing his deep voice to the crow’s caw and the Earth’s rumble, to portray the spellbinding effect he had on me.
Forever Love
Ever felt so consumed by a relationship that you lost yourself?
This poem is my story of that journey, and the painful path to finding my way back.
What does the "slow road through the heart" mean to you?
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