All is not copacetic
Turning close to pathetic
Falling for your love so porus
Now both of us are in the torus
You kept me spinning, lost my grip
Fell in when first you kissed my lips
We felt the spin, enjoyed the pull
Thought our life was finally full
And then it happened, felt it go
Couldn’t keep your falling from the buoy.
The drip of tears
on smooth rouged cheek
caused me to hold her close,
a desperate soul.
I wanted to be her salvation, her lover, her everything.
I held her tightly, feeling every part of her dissipate against me,
and we were complete.
There was a heavy thunderstorm, the wind snorted outside, rattling my windowpanes. Midnight and the howling wolf wind caused a chill. I pull up the guard of covers to protect me. Branches of lightning pierce my vision, and I snuggle further, hiding my eyes from their daggers.
Morning light finally comes trickling in the rain wet window, saying the storm is over, it’s a new day.
Your three words today are:
circumstances, oblivious, tapestry
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Ever causing stress
Oblivious I think
As you still remain wordless
Not feeling, listening, hearing
I want you to realize my pain
The tapestry of our life hangs ragged.
Your distress I have gained
For every promise broken
Another pin into the token
Won’t last forever, my fun now done
I’ll remove them. . .slowly. . .one by one.