All the woman craved
was attentive conversation,
a few common interests,
*** would have been great,
but simple human touch
would have made the difference.
A drought continues until
you move on or die.
Living alone together is
so much lonelier
than living alone alone.
The water of love must be shared.
Indifference wounds deepest.
Being invisible diminishes the soul.
So she took her pride and heart
and her clothes and her dog
and went in search
of a life that felt alive.
Courage is the first virtue.
With it, anything is possibly possible.
Perhaps even unlikely happy endings.
~mce
Sep 6, 2015
Sep 6, 2015 at 6:28 PM UTC
All the woman craved
was attentive conversation,
a few common interests,
*** would have been great,
but simple human touch
would have made the difference.
A drought continues until
you move on or die.
Living alone together is
so much lonelier
than living alone alone.
The water of love must be shared.
Indifference wounds deepest.
Being invisible diminishes the soul.
So she took her pride and heart
and her clothes and her dog
and went in search
of a life that felt alive.
Courage is the first virtue.
With it, anything is possibly possible.
Perhaps even unlikely happy endings.
~mce
