August burns like fire,
Smouldering memories that lean forward,
And cry into the night...
Touches the soul that never dies-
Spring no better,
My God,
It melts my bones,
I've never felt so all alone...
Your face burning in my mind,
With each sunset I leave behind-
Flames licking those golden lips-
Yes, I set fire to every memory,
Trying to burn you from my heart...
Betrayed!
For all it did was inflame it even more,
And now I must rely on the hot summer sun,
To remember the color of your hair,
And the cloudless sky,
That was ever the color of your eyes...
The vision of you rising,
Like those shimmering images of heat-
Reflecting in the falling sun,
My heart saying with every struggling beat;
I could feel the heartbreak and betrayal in your writing. I could also feel my own of long ago. Isn't it odd, a woman can forget the pain of childbirth, but the pain of betrayal can always be remembered and felt.
Bonnie
Reviewed by Tony Nerone (Reader)
Reviewed on April 24, 2003
Dear Retta, You are so sweet. Your poetry never misses a beat. I know you miss your love.But sunshine will come to you up above.
The e-book version of Sam Vaknin's "Malignant Self - Love - Narcissism Revisited". Contains the entire text: essays, frequently asked questions and
appendices regarding pathological narcissism and the Narcissistic Personality Disorder (NPD).
This one speaks to me... A job well done :)
--Karissa
Chrissie
Betrayal of any nature is hard to deal with but one of romance must be hell...
Emotion filled write!
Love John & Jilly x
Peace,
Cherokee
Bonnie
Love yf
tony