When Love Is Merely Mortal.
Some thoghts n being unloved and then finding new love
When Love Is Merely Mortal.
Watch as I deteriorate,
into a living corpse,
disassembling from
love's cruel denial.
My hair an extension
of my disarray,
uncombed, uncared for
why bother?
my two lips
now a Sahara
without the oasis
of your kiss.
Eyes vacant like Poe
wandering the
alleys of Baltimore
mumbling tragic dirges
to a love now lost
Stenos-is of the
spine bends me in grief
I lie in a fetal curl
my joy a wail
for my baby
long gone
your arms no longer
hold me up
on love's pedastal
I grasp only air
and suffocate
as all hopes tumble
without you.
My heart is an
echoing chamber
where your last words
syncopated between beats
bounce endlessly
in its empty chambers
My soul is wingless
empty hope in my chest
my legs have no
desire to carry me
to anyplace once
shared with you.
So I lie in repose
on a half rumpled bed,
acres of sheets
mark where you once lay
and your perfumed pillows
like tumbled tombstones
of white only remind me
of what is now
dead to me.
Only you are
my antidote,
to staunch the
bitter tears,
and the the apathy,
but your heart remains
is a vessel drained
holding no compassion
for my endless agony
and gluttonous thirst
for you and only you
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A Thimble Full Of Soul-lutions.
Love is simply
stronger stitches
in the fabric
of two hearts
torn by other
relationships
gone awry
It binds them together
with threads
of hope in a
very lonely world
Joining two in
patterns of joy
and the warm coat
of two becoming
as one
After the strings
of past relationships
are severed
what was tattered
and worn is renewed If a tight knot
is formed at
the beginning,
it secures
love's tailor-made
dreams into
a most beautiful reality
it is a thimble,
painless solution
that creates the
intricate weavings
of two souls
being rejoined
to the velvet
embrace of love
redressed in splendor.
© 2010 Matthew Frederick Blowers III