My Add My Vice

Dealt

Hey, want to know something?

Me neither

I’m happy as I am

Simply here, simply you

Humble and soft, the layers

I lost

Now adrift, after all

It is my shift

Duty calls once more, Love

There’s no room, no place, for such a thing

Lessen your desire, lest it turn to lust

While I am away, to him you trust

All that brings is one scoff, pretty Miss

Because I pretty much don’t miss you

I lose you, unglued, snatched but

No attachments

Just slave to the one basic law

One which governs the mind

One from which none can hide

My Love

It’s Violence

Author's Note

Reviews

[Circe]

it's like you're unraveling the thread of thought in your mind.... very insightful, a clear and yet not so clear realisation... love is violence... that's excellent.. it clouds the brain, clouds reason but it is also something intense and pure... your voice has the weight of finality and internal guidance, great writing.

[ObscurityNone]

Thank you, Circe. I can't exactly explain how good it is to hear that, coming from anyone would be one thing, but from another who writes, and exceptionally well in her own right, once again, thanks.

[Circe]

hey, you're a really good writer with original ideas.. and you'll only get better, the evidence is in your words.