When the night grows wild.
You will be happy with me.
In one of those opulent locations.
Bolstering our affection!
When the tempests arrive,
You and I are going to run together.
We'll always come to each other's aid.
We will be going easy on life.
One step at a time.
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Our Song
Evening has given way to night. Gently, I settle next to you on the comfortable, old love seat and reach for your hand. You snatch it away, again. It cuts me to the quick, but I hide the pain, understanding that the reaction is but part of your demented state. Since the accident, your presence here in our cozy home has been clouded by a haze I can't see. Nevertheless, I feel the frigidity of your expressions and it serves as an excruciating reminder of the immeasurable distance between us.
By Dana Crandell7 days ago in Fiction
Comments (4)
Wow! It's beautiful! I love it!
Together you can weather the storms! ⚡️❤️
Awww, this was so wonderful! Loved your poem
Excellent lovely poem