Days in the life of a poet

When life gets too complicated and our hearts and minds seek out what is good and provides us sustenance...poetry is the breath of life. Words allow us to communicate...to express that within us that is most precious and real. We crave that which is familiar and gives us comfort...read and receive*

Saturday, January 1, 2011

Can't Lose

don't say you don't care
when I know you do
with non-chalance and attitude
your body language
tries to exude, confidence
its not there in your eyes
your smile as well...lies

you've ranted and raved since
the noon sun rose high
still on a tear
neither of us knows why
no I won't let you walk away
you're not allowed to say goodbye

tears sting our ...eyes and
fuel the flames of frustration
two hearts seeking preservation
two egos, in grasping throes
affection also ebbs and flows

our investment in our relationship
too precious to slay...stay
you're not allowed to say...
we can't be "we" or "us.
this truth won't change
I love you too much*
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