Monday, July 2, 2012

Nothing Worth Keeping Comes Without Loss




I am a welding rod
left; abandoned
weathered for years
bending, flaking 
but never breaking
left; abandoned
in punji pits of romance
destroyed; not by 
your touch nor scent 
but by a lack of you
destroyed but magnificent 

I am an antique book
alive; endangered
weathered for years
something, fading
but never changing
alive; endagered
by unanswered fires of romance
destroyed; not by
your careless hands
but by a lack of them
destroyed but invaluble

I am a stone in the breaker
deformed; unable
weathered for years
steady, crying
but never dying
deformed; unable
to walk with you in romance
destroyed; not by
your rain nor wind
but by a lack of you
destroyed but immaculate

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