Poems

Over and over again

She turns over and she catches sight of him.
A face imbued with joy, changes into horror.
He pushes a knife to a heart, he is turning and turning it slowly and he says – Forgive me.
She hugs him, he is like a small child.
Tears come on an open, blood trickles slowly.
Sorry cuts to ears, thoughts get lost elsewhere.
Minutes are going by and he kisses him, own beloved.
They go with hand in a hand and a heart is waiting for new round.

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