Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Repercussions

Long lost, forever gone
Moments of ecstasy
Rapture after rapture
Until the smooth grace of satisfaction befalls

Us

Every movement to being bound
Countervailed
By what we shared
Until the capricious nature of love befalls

Us

You loved it when I hurt you
I loved it when I hurt you
You despised the hurt that was not our fault
Until the sanctity of another befalls

You

I am alone
The clutter whiz bang
Pain that crushes as mercurial as a Tsunami
The tide of battered beaten feelings of my lost love befalls

Me





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