Not Your Typical Love Poem
We shared boxes of bittersweet chocolate
And bottled wine, to lift your spirits.
Now that you’ve had your fill,
Empty bottles rest at our feet,
Catching the tears that fall from your cheeks,
So as to keep the grass from wilting,
And unread love letters
Litter the ground like kindling,
Forming a hearth that warms us.
So, we feed it with roses,
To keep the home fires burning.
Poem by: Fin
