She left this life at the peak of our love and lust that was never diminished by the mundane, the hectic, the silent, too long married dinners, missed promises, misunderstanding resentment, head turning flirtations and time consuming and energy draining life is a bitch and every other little worldly bite that eats love like a silent termite, spreading decay.
Oh wow ... this is a different side of you, Rusty-friend. Here is a poem from the poet's tender heart, a trusted glimpse of a painful loss. True or not, this is extraordinary writing. Well done, my friend.
Loveya,
CJ
Don't know if this is true or not...but gripping and sad. If this is fiction my friend you've captured it well. The final line drives this one home. Great write!
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
But hey, this is great! Life is a female dog, ain't it?
LOL!
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~
YOur imagery was stunning!
ENJOY! Your Wonderful DAILY Blessings!
R U S T Y!
WArmest HuGs, Warrior Sheee
Loveya,
CJ
Love Tinka
Carole
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
spreading decay" ... solid imagery ...
Please tell me that it is a master composition, and not reality.
Concerned deeply, - Bill