You once were a cloudburst -
no commas or breath.
Your professions of love
left me wrung out, but wet.
Now your Sappho is silenced
and the best that I get
is a peck
on the cheek -
Love ya, later.
Tuesday, June 19, 2018
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- Maude Lynn
- Anybody who has survived his childhood has enough information about life to last him the rest of his days. ---Flannery O'Connor
4 comments:
Girl, you do know how to get me grinning. :)
Sometimes a pause for healing is imperative.
Well, at least there is still the "Love ya". Smiles.
Try a rain dance.
Good poem.
Shay's comment made me laugh. I'm sure a rain dance would work.
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