Broken Hearted Sonnet
by Michael Romani

Hearts are such fickle things
Not bound by words or even rings
Too often secrets unknown
Bring ruin to affections shown
I could have loved you, perhaps, forever
Loving you with no end; never
But you proved too clever
To love a fool like me; ever
Hearts are such fickle things
Mine pushes forward as the new day brings
Silence in the words never spoken
And all that I've given is but a token
Of all the love that I would have given you
If only my love was, for you, a love that could be true

(c) August 18, 2017  Michael Romani
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