I wrote a letter;
I wrote brave words.
I wrote a tale
of swords and woes.
I never sent it.
I ripped it up,
burned it; stomped it;
then tossed it out.
You’ll never read it.
You’ll never know;
How I love you
and need your touch.
Did you hear the wind
sighing by brush
meanings hidden
warm in its breath?
Half-hearted murmurs
calling your name.
Midnight secrets
we’ll never share.
Look out your window!
Watch the noon winds;
Carrying thoughts
I’ll never say.
Dust devils dancing,
ashes inside;
Whispering words.
Sharing my lies.
You’ll never know this.
You’ll never see.
There is no hope
for fools like me.
Nice one…. I truly liked the last stanza. All my best wishes, Aquileana ⭐
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Thanks so very much!
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Shoulda mailed it
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should-a would-a didn’t
should-a would-a cant
sing-song words all wrong
can’t cant decant rant
she has no interest
in unworthy men
or the words they pen
anonymously
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You never know
Should could would WILL
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Ah. Yet I do know.
Her current partnered preoccupation says otherwise. 😛
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Bah
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