Sea Glass

Love is glass
pretty in the light
fragile but enduring
smooth, shiny and cool to the touch

Love is glass
broken glass
its so easy to bleed
cut on a broken heart

Toss love into the  ocean. . .
with time it becomes sea glass
the cutting edges ground and rounded
contoured

Yes, the glass love becomes cloudy
that is
Until you wash it with tears

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Chyfrin the Celtic poet

Artist, Poet, Electrical/Biomedical Engineer, Actor, Playwright, Set construction, Educator, Lover of womankind and single malt scotch

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