Everyone who has had their heart betrayed or broken, knows. It cannot be concealed forever, nor from everyone. — Patrick The Poet



Of love, I saw no rapt, existent flame,
Upon her face and plain for all to see.
And though she never spoke the word or name,
I knew she must have grieved love just like me.

For of love, I once saw the world broken,
While among strangers someone spoke the name.
When it was spoken, she heard it spoken,
Then her face darkened like a smothered flame.


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