#shotdown
Is it not a foe who taunts —
that in itself could be borne
Is it not an enemy's tirades—
from them one could hide
Instead, an arrogant intimacy—
life's equal, companion & friend.
What close companionship
now scattered in the chill
of uncaring autumn winds
from familiar paths once
walked together in gardens
of fond affection and glee.
Mar 11, 2018
Mar 11, 2018 at 5:31 AM UTC
How easy it is, to be just, in lust
and not in love, it seems
the pains and all the suffering
fultile loving, always brings
Flesh to flesh, skin to skin
easier than emotions, tied
keeping all the caring thoughts
buried, deep inside
Thinking out loud, hopeful parity
expressing deeper, frame of mind
realizing much to late
her thoughts, and feelings
were not that way
aligned
Aug 9, 2017
Aug 9, 2017 at 10:10 AM UTC