Dichotomous
describes the us
I always thought we had
indignity
invades the me
that's suddenly quite sad
enormous rue
exudes from you
I know my faults are trying
but if we care
we may breathe air
into a love that's dying.
Are You Reading Me?
Are You Reading Me?
This is wonderful writing, Bob.
ReplyDeleteUnfortunately, I know it all too well, the death of love.
As they say, it takes two to tango, and when one leaves the dance the other is left to stand alone with no music playing in their heart.
You said it Paul ;^)
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