May 7, 2019
A fall I took, should soon a landing have?
In love what proof do I of such a dive?
The more I look the prettier she is;
Effect does cause effect; a wayless path
My heart she speeds makes sure that I'm alive
No picture glued in mind much more than this
To think that I had talked to her each morn!
Those words had I for granted took with haste
And gave to her my own with as much ease
For eight full months I never could have sworn
With her, that I was falling with quick pace
Or if a crash would send me to my knees
But clearly I was ignorant, as May
Her absence snatched my parachute away
YOU ARE READING
Ajar
PoetryA daily journal full of poems of love, of joy and grief Pen enslaves the hand and paints the vast land of the canvas we call Speech
