The Reality of a Broken Heart

His

Black womanizing fingers

Past

Now Present

Reincarnated to become

Something More

Lustful deceitful

Touching a face

Showing love

A Player

Brown eyes

Like his father

Trying to reconnect with another

Denying to regain power

Dry hands

–Balance–

The story is all the same

“I do that to every girl”

Yet the sun stays in place

While his state is calling him back

He listens

Waits…

A year… month … week… day

Recreate a mess

So he can

Move to California – and start over again

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