Oh Love!

Bleak ice-blue walls thickening still

All frosty; naught moist nor turgid

So cold. So polite. Desolate…

I have left her

I should be with you

Yet we are bereft…

It should be you here

It was all for us

Pyrrhic this victory.

Bleak ice-blue walls thickening still

All frosty; naught moist nor turgid

So cold. So polite. Desolate…

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Oh Love!

Abandoned caves, desolate tundras

Palpitating heart, hacking sobs…

Truth; you are always in my heart

Truth; is that you could not wait

Truth; we can never be what we were

My love was pure and honest

My love was open and playful

My love was lustful and naughty

I told you that, ‘I don’t share’

I told you, ‘I love you’

I told you that, ‘you are mine!’

Misty boughs, rainy valleys

Phlegmy nostrils, rheumy eyes…