Perfection


Centuries have passed by
And still,
she commands attention.

Shines in a room 
of strangers
who all claim to know her

Heads turn
at  her lovely silhouette
mysterious

Doomed.

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A cocoon of deception

Waiting turns to pain in autumn
Waiting turns to pain in autumn
Time abandons love from my arms
Time abandons love from my arms
From my arms, love abandons me
Autumn brings pain, with endless waiting

The walks in the park of evergreens
The walks in the park of evergreens
Lies to me - our love will survive all
Lies to me - our love will survive all
Our love survives the evergreens
But you lied to me as we walked

I suffered a year while in bliss
I suffered a year while in bliss
Your deception cloaked me in a cocoon
Your deception cloaked me in a cocoon 
The cocoon held me in bliss
Your deception was my undoing

From my arms, love abandons me
Autumn brings pain, with endless waiting
Our love survives the evergreens
But you lied to me as we walked
The cocoon you wove held me in bliss
Your kind deception was my undoing

                   

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Words

 
Words whisper
Caress
Taunt
 
Monopolise
Anger
Hurt
 
Tantalise
Inspire 
Heal
 
Misrepresent
Suppress
Lie

Words can never be as powerful as emotion.
And yet emotions need a name to unleash their  power.
 
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Brian, I tried.
 
For dversepoets

The waiting


The afternoon sun

Warms up my fingers
Like little kisses planted
On beach pebbles

Memories of waves
Throughout the night
Never really fade

Now, the morning chill
Is completely replaced
By tingling anticipation,

Unbearable.

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Inspired by Tess Kincaid, over at Magpie Tales


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