discarded

 Moonstone speckled portals of iris

A siren’s song enticing me down your rabbit hole

drowned forever in surrender to you.

One glance 

to be strung along the beads of enchantment

fragile pearls of my trust

gingerly caressing your intentions

 

I yearned for your spasm               

raw and open  

screaming from depths of self

Engulfing my being

the core of existance

the one true soulmate

burning me at the stake

 

Dusty chambers of my heart

opened by deceptive assurance of homage

Cold and empty at the first note of discord

aching for stolen entrustment

forever dispersed the

Crematory ashes of naive faith

 

Discarded 

a heart so fooled

by fancy words of endearment 

dragging me along the surface 

suffocating in the blood of my burn

Insanely clawing at your throat with sharpened cries 

useless in stopping the slow death of your politeness

devotion deep as the well running dry with the pen

 

Each day in absence

further twisting the fabric of compassion

from memories of silken embrace

to harsh reality of burlap

mourning the death of what never existed in your heart

I willingly ingest the pain for a fix of the illusion

 

 

†he canyon between you and the ghost of you

is crossed on spinning bridges 

never knowing which side I land 

while clever faces court my sex

new lovers in wait with pretty words

morphin for the kill

a stagnant poison from loving you

discard myself to their calls

For the wounded 

seek vengance 

is not mine

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Mishel Rosario Reyes]

The love that you had was not reciprocal and yet you hold no grudge, yet the hurt is still there, great read, ----MIshel

[Barry S. Maltese]

Wow. You pain a great picture with your words. The power of your feelings. The depth of despair. Deception. Heartache. Being lost in heartbreak. If these words be an echo of a longing heart, I pray you to find loves truest bandage of hope.