From time to time, we all experience an amazing feeling - love. Love in friendship, in romance, in family - just pure, absolute love. Of course, many of us also experience losing it, perhaps in different ways. It can be abrupt, or it can be gradual. In my case it was the latter, and this is a reflection between now and then, and the differences that strike me.
again today, walked past did she,
her now sharpened toungue for once was tame.
i saw afternoons of blissful breeze,
on days where raindrops rarely came.
sleepless nights of blissful hoping
for dreams best seen in the morning light.
now i find myself but groping,
for vague truths out somewhere in the night.
in some moment far behind us,
a world turned upon itself.
the ties that bind, the lights that blind us,
pulled and pushed it from its shelf.
and so our story's birth, those days in streets
of life, laughter and love;
results in non-related heartbeats,
moving blind to chances up above.
from every singly pure reaction,
rose my square and epic illusion.
the bricks that were beauty are now subtraction;
piece by piece retracting the former fusion.
Meh, I just sort of threw it down, so to speak, in a matter of minutes. Sometimes things happen that require you not to think, but to simply let them out. Therefore, it's for the most part unedited and all first draft. I'll let that vouch for the technique that's lacking and the perhaps poor structure, haha :P
Merci, any feedback would be great
[This message has been edited by greenshoes (02-17-2009 08:53 AM).]