You Never Knew the Words
I am left with the shadows of your memories ~the whispers of our past
In subtle shades of grey they weave their sad, silent song
In places where you no longer belong
The journal of our memories have weakened and yellowed with age
from tears that fell upon each forgotten page
A story created with a weak, wilted love that ended all too soon
Our walk took a different turn on a lonely, craggy road
when you sold your soul to the world for nickels and dimes
Your love was like a dying ember ~ never a burning fire
with ashes of regret that fill my days
The words of love's passion you never knew ~ never learned
You never let me into your heart...
The taste of true devotion you could not embrace
leaving my poor heart jaundiced, so unsatisfied...
so in need of healing and truth
It left my spirit feeling like dried, desiccated clay
on the desert’s hot, dehydrated floor
with my soul seeping into the hard baked earth in layers of wretchedness...
layers that will remain even after, scarring my soul
leaving my weakened spirit wanting to pull down it’s shade
Forgotten - left alone, like a candle in the wind…
like a lone feather with love bleeding from it's quill ~
fluttering aimlessly in the breeze
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