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Love
The thoughts, memories, and wishing for it have filled me.
I have felt the heart thumping, stomach turning passions that flush the cheeks and leave you breathless.
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I have felt it grow poisonous acidic to touch.
Watching it let go, fading like the fog burned away from the sun.
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I once was too full to ask for another helping.
Now I hunger for more but the shelves have been emptied.
Their goods having turned foul from wait, putrid and bitter in my neglect.
Where do I go?
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I love the words combined with photos in this post! It adds a great visual aspect to the tone and language! Beautiful!
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Laura,
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Very well written. Can relate to the not asking for help part, as well as to the sad ending. Also nice combination of poetic lines and images in your One Shot!
ReplyDeletewe so often want to manage things on our own - and sometimes i think it's good we can't ...beautiful write
ReplyDelete@Dustus I am so happy that others understand about the asking for help. Thanks for stopping in.
ReplyDelete@Claudia agreed. Thanks.
Cautionary tale and effective poem, wrapped one. Good work.
ReplyDeleteWords wrapping well around simple things not always simply done.
ReplyDeletenice...i like the ralism of this...the empty shelves, yeah i get that...
ReplyDeleteI love how you've mixed the photos with each verse. And what a wonderful explanation of the evolution of love.
ReplyDeleteWell the waiting some times becomes eternity... and one should be happy to have what one had before... it wasted in living... I liked your line....
ReplyDelete'I have felt it grow poisonous acidic to touch.'
so much.. thanks for sharing..
ॐ नमः शिवाय
Om Namah Shivaya
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