It burns, rather than rips
Heat caused by friction
Not flame
It turns
You over as you sleep
Again and again
Sobering your slumber
This is the ramification
Of love undone
Or love never won
When one wakes
To an otherwise
Typical Tuesday
To find love
No longer lingers
No trace of its
Once seemingly
Everlasting hum
Kissing your inner ear
The evidence points
To no way back
Hard to believe
It is really gone
The dream of love
Squandered
Nights and days
Dreamed away
Love
Love?
The very word
Closing in on
Unfamiliar
But **** it!
There were times …
Days spent holding heaven
Painting wings on angel’s backs
Rolling in the hay with Aphrodite
Scratching memories
Into my shoulder blades
Epic – Ballad
Take your pick
This was better!
It had the taste
Of blood stained hope
It set the drill bit deep
With no off switch
It dug to the bottom of me
Oceans below my surface
It killed me
Therefore I LIVED!
This dream of love
No more to be dreamed
May 27, 2012
May 27, 2012 at 11:25 PM UTC
It burns, rather than rips
Heat caused by friction
Not flame
It turns
You over as you sleep
Again and again
Sobering your slumber
This is the ramification
Of love undone
Or love never won
When one wakes
To an otherwise
Typical Tuesday
To find love
No longer lingers
No trace of its
Once seemingly
Everlasting hum
Kissing your inner ear
The evidence points
To no way back
Hard to believe
It is really gone
The dream of love
Squandered
Nights and days
Dreamed away
Love
Love?
The very word
Closing in on
Unfamiliar
But **** it!
There were times …
Days spent holding heaven
Painting wings on angel’s backs
Rolling in the hay with Aphrodite
Scratching memories
Into my shoulder blades
Epic – Ballad
Take your pick
This was better!
It had the taste
Of blood stained hope
It set the drill bit deep
With no off switch
It dug to the bottom of me
Oceans below my surface
It killed me
Therefore I LIVED!
This dream of love
No more to be dreamed
(C) 2012
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