A second a day
Of a smile taken back
From missing to missed
From bliss to memory

What was real
Of a love professed
Once in view
Now fading fast

The soulful minx
My heart learned to crave
Turned by temptation
In to this ocelot of confusion

And for this I waited
Bore myself, my vulnerability
Just for her to disappear
Without words nor reason

No more… I won’t be a fool (again)

Posted by yabs on June 1, 2011 at 03:01 PM | Comments

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