The windows crack and splintered glass cuts the silence Diluted in its form, ever-present consternation shields against the fear Blacker than her sheets, the softly spoken anecdotes with simple revelations Help to carve a smile in my ear.
Empty dreams replace the falling; morning as a time of day Presumptive promises share the space While water streams and insides scream She moves with effervescent grace.
Warning signs are absent in her voice As I shy away from independent thinking Blocking out their ploys before they play Perhaps, the present highs outweigh the sinking.
I recently started dating again after a lengthy absence from the game. This poem addresses how I feel about it all. There's a little bit of everything in the lines...