Roman CandleA Poem by Marie HarrisonA snuff of a poem.
Roman Candle I lost your Respect Soon I felt Like your Creepy Crawly Insect Dodging your repellant Your constant inspection Once spoon Fed the Nourishing Golden honey Of your endless love Without notice Left in the cold Abandoned With a mighty shove Left without money
How could love As hot as a Roman candle Fizzle out to be Cold and lifeless As a frozen pan handler? You were my Manna from heaven Now you’re my bite Of bitter unleavened bread Most days I Walk around like I'm dead Without you In my bed To caress How could such Loving things be said, When none of them Could possibly be kept? Because of you I’ve Wept Wept And Wept. Didn’t I Deserve an Ounce of Your respect?
© 2010 Marie HarrisonAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorMarie HarrisonAtlanta, GAAboutMomma told me to get out and enjoy life, so now I'm going to dance. more..Writing
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