OH, LOVERS gwengrant Poetry November 19, 2018November 26, 2018 OH, LOVERS You never should have fallen in love,Never touched those lips with your trembling mouthNor mingled your breath with a breath not your own,Until, breathless, you were brought down by desire. Blinded by love,Your eyes burnt outBy that implacable face staring at you,Pulling you downWith its deadly understandingOf your sick passion.And you, refusing to see it mocked you. There was always some confection of delightWaiting to engage you.Some new trick to disarm and enchant you. A decorative something To hold on to. To plan. To cling to.As well put a snowflake on hot ironFor nothing could save you. Lovers are lostWhen one lover no longer loves,And the other lives on yesterday’s passion. © Gwen Grant Like Loading... Related Published November 19, 2018November 26, 2018
It is beautiful!
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Thank you so much!
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This is a bit grim!
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It is!
Gwen.
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