Friday 5 January 2018

CONFOUNDED


It's inexplicable
This agony
When walls stop me
From giving

When I shed
Fragrant petals
To fall…. softly
Upon your heart
Yet, they sprout edges
Somehow
That threaten
To rip you apart
When all those cool drops
Of dew
Like glowing stars
That forgot to sleep
Turn embers,
Searing skin
You burn
And my eyes weep

Would oblivion be easier
Than life?
This fusillade of twisting knives
It throws?
For the love that I carry within….
It stops me
From holding on, to you
It stops me
From letting go! 

MS




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