Love and loss

A Poem by Taylor wood

Loves and loss

I've held it all, the world in my hands

Your eyes and smile told the story I had been waiting to read

The motions of your hands and the pace of your steps is the only dance I craved

When you spoke it rang like an orchestra and your words stayed with me like a childhood dream

Your passions shown through like a collage of determination and perseverance

Your body reminded me of a favorite destination, my post card girl

I've held the world, but didn't keep my hands closed

Even the greatest of masterpieces were designed by flawed individuals

And with no exception a storm of insecurities and mistakes began to swell over the paradise we had created

While love founded this companionship and admiration and infatuation built the walls of our dreamscape, our greatest enemy lied in each other's eyes

Mirrors told the story of why our oasis crumbled and the lands of our dreams were plagued with heart break

And like the greatest of families in Rome we faded away with time, our towers fell and our gardens ceased to bloom

Eventually we look at each other in a past tense and realize that no matter the passion between us it was a temporary moment

We walk away, looking back again in a futile hope to somehow reconnect the severed chains of what held us so close in those days

But the plague had struck, the wells of love and hope that over ran are now all but dried up and instead flow nothing but anger and guilt over the way we let our paradise fall

A castle is only as strong as the ones who rule it, and while you my queen were the greatest addition to my hall of successes and victories, I I blew the candle out in that corridor and instead fell victim to the darkness that crept deep into my brightest of visions

In short my love, while you built me, and while we built this world that lays out before us, I walk away from it now. With no answers and even fewer questions, my post card girl, no more.