to strangers you write volumes carefully crafting your words with directness meandering along a river of respect to me your words are harsh delivered perfunctorily or less just vacant a conspiracy perhaps as my beauty becomes mummified my impassioned pleas to matter go unheard in the cold, dark vacuum of love gone awry a revisit to an airless misdirected will to die ever looks so promising yet as your love dims its light and in defiance of gravity my core puffs up…billows swell fission as explosive as fusion I jettison away less one heart but still me
It is easy to express to others you seldom see, positive words. The trick is to do the same to those around you everyday and mean it. Enjoyed the choice of words.
yet as your love dims its light
and in defiance of gravity
my core puffs up…billows swell
fission as explosive as fusion
I jettison away
less one heart
but still me
Why is it when I read this I pictured a child cowering in a dark corner? I surely hope that is not what I'm suppose to see. If they can't show you and your heart respect they don't need them! Excellent write Sara..Lisa
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I met Jerome on a busy city street in Baltimore, Maryland, when he was forty-five years old. On that particular day, I was out and about, enjoying a much-needed day off from work.
I wanted to purchase a sukiyaki sub. I parked my car in an area of
A collection of love poetry both relatable and unique.. Poems both joyful, playfu , yearning and romantic. The Poet has exposed his heart and soul in words of love and admiration. Take a journey through the thoughts of a Contempary poet of love. Poet
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yet as your love dims its light
and in defiance of gravity
my core puffs up…billows swell
fission as explosive as fusion
I jettison away
less one heart
but still me
pax........A
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"a conspiracy perhaps as my beauty becomes mummified"
Love it!
The poem negative.......and heartfelt girl!!
Miss you!!
Love Tinka