Loving Broken Hearted
I would never tell you
But your picture never dusts
Blind for any clear view
My skin slave to your touch
Playing games I can't stop losing
Trapped in an endless press-rewind
Future cursed by chasing ruins
Building pasts that won’t be mine
Holding on to nothing left
Except for words unspoken
Then we let our silence heft
The door that never opened
Words of the last struggles
Now light shadows with the nights
Glancing on some crumbles
Of what we crushed in all our fights
The reasons why we parted
All fading vaguely to forget
Still loving broken-hearted
You made 'love' sound as a threat.
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Magnificently Poetic, You are a Poet Master indeed, I say this not to flatter you. What you write and how you convey it has opened portals in my spirit, which has caused me to remember things that were there all along I was just never able to access the information. I share this intimate and very personal information to help you understand how your writing affects others specifically me. Others may feel the same yet fail to or may not know how to express their feelings about your work. I applaud those that do. I think it helps us all to get feedback on our work, if we did not it would be like writing a diary....Please continue to write and share with us.