The debacle of love

Theodore Robinson – La débâcle (1892)

The Debacle, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

A bridge so small yet we are worlds apart
What the differences be, I know not
Was love for me when I gave you my heart
For you were gentle to me at the start

Surrendering quickly, am I the fool
To resist I’d no knowledge of a tool
Or in the game of love of any rule
Which required one be vicious and cruel

I am more than willing to bear the scar
For it is true love just the way you are
You shall ever be my celestial star
Will not make a difference near or far

There is no happiness in how I feel
Want to assure you, my love was real

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