Burning Bridges

Burning Bridges

A Poem by Choosing Life
"

after we dance nude wrecklessly nothing's left but destruction

"

Undiscovered potentials

Of our mutual reality

Leave me pondering

Happily maybe after's

While embracing the finality of our now

As hinted suggestions

Submerge

And I look over our hearts bridges

And realize the gaps created

By past situations

Caused ours to burn

And there is troubled water

Anxious for next moments

Enticed by your touch

Digging your aura

Till your presence lingers in my head

And I want to be where you are

But our actuality renders these thoughts hopeless

Like a penny with a hole in it

I feel spent

Or even more so like I don't fit

As merging consciousness

With fantasy

Mixes emotions

And confusion

Tugs at my psyche

While I balance out  today and tomorrow and never

On the axis of truth

Perception clouded by hopes

I hide in your essence

And yearn to forgive your inconsistencies

Measuring probability versus possibility

And care has no measure of provability

While your words disintegrate actions that never take place

Beyond the verbs you taste

As you spit them in my direction

I only see a reflection

But my affection isn't less than

And I gather my wits

After our fits of passion

Left asking deeper questions of self

Like are you my help

Or my detriment

A betterment

Or distraction

While satisfaction is so temporal

Yet I love you becomes revolutionary

And sacrificial over a dismal

Temperamental attachment denied

By both sides imagined menial

When in truth it is pivotal

To the point of being monumental

And I build a memorial

As I prepare for a relational burial

I hope to resurrect

© 2008 Choosing Life


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