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Azimuth in Poetry & Free Verse

Love Damage

I etched my heart upon the clouds

And left it there among the shrouds

Buffeted by stormy winds

Drifting on its shifting whims

I burn with lightning bolts

Tremble in the thundering rolls

In those final breaths of day

Before the clouds can drift away

I paint them with my bleeding heart

As a final work of art

When night falls on the world asleep

I pour myself on earth to weepÂ