Disturbed and Twisted Stranger
Your unique colors once flashed light’s perfection inside my
dark and with ecstatic presence you erased all the gray thralls in me.
In our arms, through our words and shared actions, our love merged
and returned fulfilling, stirred and deserved barrier-free years.
Now, you have spent months tinted as a disturbed and twisted
stranger. Nowhere did we swerve, no defining change occurred
yet you blurred. You will not converse or explain, but sadden me
by abandoning me to nurse this coarse pain you randomly construed
to be my forced companion.
Ignoring me and my kiss, my pleas fall infirm, like harm-rinsed germs
that you disarm without remorse or rain clouds for the ache of my storm.
My amassed and treasured love depths have collapsed apt strength.
Numbly, I hear the echo effects of our shared dreams retreating steps.
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