Dark Poetry #5 |
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greytree Junior Member
since 2009-02-24
Posts 45Wales |
The tap of conversation barely drips as, too alike, our magnet poles, both south, repel the words from exiting our lips and draws more alcohol into our mouths. “You're making progress”, “Baby Steps” says Ma, but we’re not kids and years keep passing by. No one thought you would take this so far. Now I can think of nothing left to try. My olive basket has been left to rot and silence is the only thing we share. If awkward moments are all we've ever got you'll never have to show how much you care. So we remain, mirrors facing away, You turn and leave to bring things to an end. I sigh relieved, yet still hope that one day You’ll talk to me like you would to a friend. In such an ugly time, beauty is the real protest |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Sometimes I feel so socially awkward I become physically spastic. Your words provoked some kind of...shrug. I dunno. sign me, sympatico |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America |
Talking to a lover like you would a friend takes some doing, greytree. The physical demands and expectations get in the way of friendships. |
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