I see you fall
Every now and then
Breaking hearts
Without a care.
You move on fast
This we know
A magic ride
That ebbs and flows.
Can’t you make up
Your fickle mind
Just trend back up
And stay on high.
Tag: love
Chance Encounter
The surge of feelings
At the sight of you
Swirled around me
Like a personal tornado.
We are long over
Our past buried deep
But when our eyes meet
They remember to weep.
Fickle
Don’t you dare come near me When all you are is a tease You play with my emotions When your love is a lease. Why must you chase my affection Then promptly leave me out cold You raise glass walls between us Now that my heart to you is sold.
Rendezvous
Come see me by the lakeshore On a beautiful Sunday afternoon I’ll bring the new picnic blanket I just bought from Amazon. Come take your bike and hit the trail But don’t forget some ice-cold beer I’ll wait for you under the tree I just claimed as ours today. Come watch the waves roll in and out And people stoked for a summer sun Too bad you will never make it here Figments of imagination never do.
Monster
What happened to you? You were the sunshine That lit up a room You were the laughter That couldn’t wait To turn the sound on You had the sharpest wit The kindest heart The sweetest love. Now you wear a scowl That spoils a happy mood You shoot spite from those eyes That used to only see The best of me. You have the loudest screams The saddest sobs The look of surrender. What have I turned you into?
Prequel: The Knot
The Knot
We used to think The world of each other We used to feel Like ours Was the kind of love Meant to last forever. We did not have it easy Weaker souls Would have scurried away We did stay steady Like nothing Could ever break us apart. But then we tied the knot.
The Break-up
The heart still breaks Each time I think Of the day you broke it. The wound feels fresh As if it’s only yesterday That you inflicted it. It tears me up to endure Staying as we are, Knowing we are no longer. It drives me nuts Keeping the ties together When we both know We’d rather not.
Poetry Affairs
I regret to say I am no longer as fond Of your rhyme as In the past But with your rhythm, I have fallen in love.
Release
Let go of that tear That you have kept from falling. And your heart – That sacred little place You have kept cold and unaffected – Let it ache with all your pain. Only then will you be free of him Only then will you breathe.
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