Settlement
We walk the shattered sea-wall.
I eye my shadow holding your hand.
Hauling anchored words
I ask if you remember
showing me the three step shuffle
and how that awkward waltz
was simplified by a hand
over your heart, and words
you lick-dripped into my ear.
"Feel my beat.
Translate
with your feet"
Such words have no place now.
We are formal. It is business.
The tying up of loose ends.
Between and before us
Is history and distance
formed by a love malfunctioned.
Free to drop guard now
I offer you the passing touch of my hand
which you take, loosely.
We move on, silenced by that fact.
Kendzi
Well a divorce is such a thing. Gets you in a pensive sad mood. A nice presentation, capturing the emotions behind it.
Well a divorce is such a thing. Gets you in a pensive sad mood. A nice presentation, capturing the emotions behind it.
heather wilkins
this is a great piece of writing.
this is a great piece of writing.
Fay Slimm
Wow Vince this is excellent writing - - hope of course not from experience but from your fantastic imagination. Each line grips the reader with first-class expression. I must Bookmark this gem to read over again. So good to see you posting now after quite a while.
Wow Vince this is excellent writing - - hope of course not from experience but from your fantastic imagination. Each line grips the reader with first-class expression. I must Bookmark this gem to read over again. So good to see you posting now after quite a while.
Well stated Vince.