Secernment

 

I’ve spent many countless covered nights

Waking me in a damp febrile belief

You were back layingnext to me

Only to have those cold hands of reality

Rigidly coil my body in a fetal position

 

At which such time I could only stare

Into a blind darkness of immured foggy air

While trying not to listen to crisp faintness

Of your long and patented missed whispers

Still lingering in sheets of beloved memories

 

When others make claims “love never hurts”

Ignore what they have never experienced

By lacking the ability to soulfully miss it

Because they could never help create it

Let alone plan to love someone…forever

 

Poet of the Light © 2019

4 thoughts on “Secernment

  1. People who make a claim that love never hurts have never loved deeply or wildly enough to understand that love and hate are two sides of the same coin. And that the deeper you love someone, the more power they have to hurt you in proportion to your feelings for them.

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