I kept a close watch, I had no choice. Too many times the end got close, your love, a necklace too much a noose. so I found myself alone, your fire an overwhelming tide. Oh how I dreamed of toeing the line, steering my feet off the side. Of turning my back to the siren, … Continue reading The Line
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Learning a New Word
I'm better, at saying no to your eyes. Every time they enter my mind, all I hear is the no slip right by. It falls over my lips the way I love you once did. Full of the grace, of everything I have to give, when your face comes to the fore, no, is what stops … Continue reading Learning a New Word
I See
I see, Not just with eyes That bare what is most feared, But with a mind that understands. Understands limitations Because I see mine in you, Hear it. Taste it. Frustrating it builds upon me Until all I can do is turn my gaze Onto you, and expectation upon Those too nervous, to scared, That … Continue reading I See