#slighted
I will not be slain, nor will I tame
and trade no stitch for kisses.
I am but ice, no use of dice
or foolish empty wishes.
Aug 31, 2015
Aug 31, 2015 at 8:13 PM UTC
I often wonder how you’re doing
but I wish I didn't care
Even though you never told me you were leaving
with a mouthful of words left unsaid
Still circling back to touch the growing space
between ― twice you broke my heart
I felt you slip away in autumn gold
fading like the morning dew
Love can drift away like a molted feather;
wonted flotsam swept afar on stormy seas
Some things are better left unspoken,
when silence speaks twice
louder than words
But love lies with a whisper; tears of sombre sorrow
won’t wash away the distance in your eyes
These are the days of a rising tide's breach
when, I could walk deep into the ocean
with no one else but memories
to leave behind
April 2018
Apr 18, 2018
Apr 18, 2018 at 11:21 AM UTC