Silence is worse than the biting sting of desertion.
Questions to arise,
only to die
at the threshold
of tear streaked lips
before being uttered.
Your loyalties abound
within the centrifugal
arms
of
another,
as my own arms grow fattened from disuse.
Imbibe me.
Make me want to believe
once again
in you.
As I so blindly did..
I followed
you. .
IN LOVE. .
to the pit
of hell fire's
despair. .
Alone. .
As I turned all around and you. .
Were
No
Longer
There
Beside
Me.
Lost
on all accounts to
the mystic hex of truly
one-sided
love..
Returned by
steamy infatuation.
I'd lie
for days
in your arms
if I could.
But,
You won't let me
That place is reserved
cordoned,
roped off..
You make
Blood sacrifice
As
Insurance
so she'll never know.
YOU ARE READING
Gemini
PoetryA purging of the mind, heart, and spirit. . the soul bled through virtual ink.. a melding of words of which i call poetry
