Spring Breaks the Heart
Swing and sway in the winds of change,
keep in time to heart’s imminent fray.
The air filled with spring’s sweet bouquet,
and love’s last fling a brief exchange.
These deep chest aches are not so strange,
nor daily sights of pain’s relief,
stealing the heart just as a thief.
Once more enter the fool’s cold dance,
wrapped in a mask of true romance.
Your guess this time of just how brief?
My entry for this week’s Décima Poetry Challenge NO. 50 (DANCE).
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