“My heart was split, and a flower appeared” – Solomon
my broken heart cries within
silent regrets undoing time
our past in a dream sublime.
Forget-Me-Nots in my tonic and gin
its magical elixir clings to my lips.
embraced emotions weep in my eyes
love, intoxicating, grows with each sip
only sweet hellos and no goodbyes
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