BEMUSED

My words are BLEAK

~As EMPTY emotions

NUMB as a sleeping limb

~They’re VOID of

Reciprocal LOVE

~Which once Touched

Tingled and TRANSFORMED

~Them into LIFE

Now BEFUDDLED…

~Struggling to find

Worthy adjectives to Inspire

~A forgotten MAZE of Nouns

BURIED deep within my

~Sublime subconscious

Lay

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