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It starts with HI! or HELLO!
a timid eagerness slowly rises...and implodes,
then, comes a wary handshake...lo and behold,
both smile shyly, as sweet conversation follows,

they move on, naively basking in the novelty
of, "us,"...tasting sweet waters of "you and me,"
expecting things to turn out well...eventually...
a seemingly inane anesthaetic created by love, allows
heart to be pricked by thorns...painful, deep, slow...

for some couples, the magic wanes and dies,
damning...dimming, love's bright sunlight...
the hurting one, rather than cringe,
struggles.....copes with sharp fringes
...............................of GOODBYE...

yet, there are lovers who strive,
they give their all, and determinedly survive,
day by day, they rise from the wrong and right,
and are able to laugh in their years of twilight,

recalling first Hellos, when love was a sweet lullaby,
combining efforts, to never ever sing "goodbye."


Sally

© Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
    March 29, 2020
  Mar 2020 imperfectstranger
N
The only motherly thing I knew
was the coldness of my blade;
gently washing away the
sadness of my burdened heart
She never made me feel loved only afraid and unsafe.
  Mar 2020 imperfectstranger
N
I can’t tell if I’m awake,
or not done dreaming

All I ask is, when will I awake
from this never-ending nightmare?

Perhaps death is
my only awakening
  Mar 2020 imperfectstranger
N
My lips are worn out
from the unspoken words

My eyes dully ache
from the unshed tears

My heart burns for
its desire to be loved

My wrist bleeds,
it longs to heal

My leg shakes,
it wants flee

My soul weeps,
so I set it free
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