the solitary path reveals a heavy tread
where men have walked bereft of love
a fraternity of footsteps lacking levity
fallen leaves cover those easy lays
as did early days leaving
shallow striae courting misery
etched from stone
a mass has leapt beneath my breast
yearning for more than flesh
make-up and a new haircut
now she is ready to move on
besides I never did like semi-skimmed or closure over the phone
so let no man put asunder what God has pre-ordained
but put a brave face on
to conceal the pain of another may-have-been
romance be dead forever
love a doing word
or a million helium filled balloons
-- thankful there's no tattoo
etched from stone
a mass has leapt beneath my breast
burning for more than flesh
all disease cut away by the surgeon's knife
no motive sways this once meagre lump of meat
as reason takes a backseat to a resurrected pump
life and the object of being being released
even lest I find find no other to love
I know my ready heart has learned to love
etched from stone
a mass has leapt beneath my breast
turning once more to flesh
Please tell me what you think
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Excellent!
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Aw!
I just broke up with my girlfriend and this touches a raw nerve!
Some time the tattoo left behind is not one on flesh... but rather engraved on one's soul...
Those tattoo are more difficult to remove.
Well written!
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Contemplative
"So let no man put asunder what God has pre-ordained" - What conjoins both sides of the coin?
A very de|finite edge.
What lay between man and woman,
if they lay between themselves? -
very nice
The experts always tell you to have a strong opening and ending because that is what matters, but you do not dissappoint the reader in the middle either. This is very well written. I particularly enjoyed how you played with the length of the verses.
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