wedon'tgetthemback.Whenourheartsbloomwithlove,itwilleventuallybreak.Nothingstaysperfectthatisperfect.ItwaspuregeniustotieEdenintothethoughtsthatthisauthorhadonhismindatthetimeofthewriting.Hebringsintothepoemsomethingthatwassupposedtobeandremainperfectforeverandshowsushowitdidfall.Itfellbecauseofhumannature.
The poem is“My Wife’s Ashes’and is posted on my other writing blog,There Are More Poets Than Stars in The Firmament. Please click the highlighted title of the poem and you will be taken to the post. If you feel moved to comment, but don’t want to link your D/s blog to my ...