Understand
Can you grasp that
the seeds of doubt,
has permeated my mind
like a fatal disease?
I allowed you to plant
them so firmly, take root
that a massive back hoe is
necessary to unearth.
I am unsure what it will take
to restore my sense of balance
once again, but I too mourn the
life of ecstasy, beauty of our love
…for just a minute,
for the first time I‘m trying
… love without
… without pain
MAK©2007