Dark English sonnet.
The stars and moon where all he could recall
Reflections of the pool beneath his feet
For now reality was in retreat
Towards remnants of a simple lovers’ squall
She said that all that once was is complete
A fact that he no longer could forestall
He still recalls the coldness of it all
A bitter cold now lying in the street
Was this the final future of a kiss
Was this the destiny of lovers’ vow
Was this the silence broken hearts have found
And there the stars and moon he could not miss
Which drift into a nearby gutter now
As he now drops his knife upon the ground
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