you slip out of bed
and out of country
so easy
you become
the one in charge
you slip from my arms
and from my safety
so easy
to assume
the role, enlarge
you slip ‘neath all eyes
avoid detection
so easy
using wisdom
lead the march
you slip from the life
that we created
so easy
no victim
but my heart
let me
look into your peepers,
soul to see
let me
saturate myself with
your energy
let me
open up the windows of my heart
willingly invite you from the start
let me
Love
you
ice cubes melted.
water glass sweat.
puddled,
left a ring on the wood.
most days
this would be upsetting
but today?
not today.
today
you melted
down.
you sweat
puddles.
you left a ring on the wood.
matching the one I wear
Upsetting?
Redefined
Written for d'Verse... we adopted a baby 20 years ago. His birth mom took him back just before final papers.
Mindful not to meddle,
Not to be misunderstood,
I made my move.
Moot.
Madness
manifested
in the midst of our foray.
You,
I lost
that day.
Meaning?
Was one a milksop,
monster,
marionette?
Caught in muck and mire,
is there regret?
Maundering alone,
I muster skills once tossed aside,
making an effort,
mediocre~
marshaling on.
Despite the mock’ry made
of memories,
and mercies, mild
I am forlorn.
And now I mourn.
*submitted to Thursday Think Tank ~M~
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