I told you back then what it would be like
but you never really believed me,
by ignoring our love's demanding hike
instead you just tried to deceive me.

I gave you everything you asked of me
and all that I could give was given,
but our love was blind it just didn't see
on that road ahead it was driven.

We tried to make amends along the way
and continued living together,
but our love's seeking of us every day
was heading towards stormy weather.

We were exhausted with ourselves it seemed
and became distanced from each other,
we would soon get to know what our love deemed
when starting to look for another.

We then drifted apart to seek elsewhere
and went our separate ways in life,
wondering who else our love would forswear
to find fulfilment as man and wife.

It would not be again for a long time
that our lives crossed paths in a strange way,
perhaps it was the right season or clime
when we saw each other on that day.

We smiled and greeted then informally
asking each other how we had been,
and how there of all places came to be
that place we had each other last seen.

It was in love forlorn two hearts were bare
and placed inextricably apart there.
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Allegedly white, so clear and clean
Anointed space allotted for a sense of place
Answers the questions-what, to whom and when
Absolutely no spot, couldn't stop those painter's pen full of grace
Beautifully colored by their rational brush* 
Bravery and angst may both consist out of that abstract
Bitterness-inspirational expressions might include to make some blash
Better viewing too once the master piece is being construct
Captivating such attention
Culturally trades tradition
Cultivating mixed emotion
Centrally concealed attraction
attitude Behavior character
has now
a Bridge connection
created by art
or should i say?
" art By creation " on and off
a Blank canvas !**

© solEmn oaSis
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the poets and writers
here and outside
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