What will she do
to get it back
now that it seems
like it’s already gone,
words of love,
as the pop song goes,
soft and tender,
won’t make it any
more
(win a heart back),
traction in the race
for the heart lost, too,
somewhere along the long trail
from that sharing of
sunlight
to the dark clouds
thinking in her mind,
her saying, doing,
thinking everything possible,
though she has not the right spells
to cast to make his
heart
as soft as I once was,
an affair of the mind
she once called it,
gone for real
when it all became too real,
tamped down to keep it
from erupting in a public (space)
when she deep down
does these things always in private.
What does she do
when the words run out,
and she loses her
power of persuasion,
winning him once,
and yet unable to do
so again,
is his heart that
hard?
Or does he simply have
too much to lose,
chancing, loving her.
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