tell me somethin'
about your new.

I'll paint it
thru my pen

on a coffee table
where we once shared

a cup

full of bitterness..

Someone I loved
gave me a gift
wrapped with
an elegant red ribbon

LOVE written on the card

and emptiness inside

it took me years to realize
how precious that gift was
as I learned sending myself
the gifts I truly deserve.

You woke me up
from a peaceful sleep
to watch the sunset
along the hills

It's purple shy
and somehow
a genuine blue;
the way I felt
was honest pink,
you held my hand
a warm orange chill.

And so we painted sky
in hopes of love,
which by and by
got swallowed
by all selfish clouds

I was too late to realize...

and for the very last time

I whispered love
along with goodbyes.

Well that's the thing
'bout poetry.

You paint emotions
thru letters.
Each happiness
you write in BOLD.
You laugh your smiles
in lines;
in stanzas,
all shades of gray
you let the world see.

And in every piece,
you embrace a soul
with a touch
of bittersweet
ellipsis

...