This is a nice piece….

My Poetic Muse

Break-UpThe signs were ominous
Obscure interpretations
Hazardous at best
The downward tilt
Of her auburn curls
A shaded glance
Across a room
Niceties observed
Yet hollow in their mean
An ache bone deep
At words never spoken
As she turns to go
To follow the signs
That lead her away
From me.

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