SanTahaki

 Leave me be for this pain I loathe,    Prickling-not tickling of my heart, For the thought  of loving you-my betrothed,    Being with you...I hought "never apart", The still river interrupted by stones,   Ripples made into these cold dark waters, Never thought sticks and stones COULD break my bones,  Feelings I once had are there no longer, So to say-everyday love lessens,  it has shriveled up...into these ashes, Black Plague it came counting all it's blessings,  Conquering it came-destroyer it SMASHES!!           One day it came, dropping this heart of glass,