My love…
This frail heart of mine
for reasons known
sinks to depths abysmal
makes my life dismal.
The dormant volcano
you so well know
shows signs of unrest
always threatens to erupt
spew lava hot
bringing us to naught
and though I try
never to cry
the tears fill
and spill.
So…
Before the skies go dark
let me turn and walk
never looking back
at that shared spark.
Dreams we dreamt
the passion felt
must all now be
left far behind.
For…
if I stay
not go away
I may in some way
hurt you every day
Hence…
though I still love you so
and it breaks my heart
it is now time to go
my sweetheart.
- Shail Mohan (Dec 2007)

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