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Disarray.It was cold.
You held me in your arms,
burying your face in my neck.
My mind is confused.
So confused, that
I can't tell right from wrong.
So mixed up, that
force each other away.
You will guide me,
helping me to choose what's best for us.
At least I hope you will.
The Exchange.Communication keeps me content.
I rise with the sun when I hear that ring
that allows me minutes
to paint my silver lining.
But time runs quick,
and soon I am floating
towards collected clouds,
that beckon me forwards
to their undesired embrace.
Raindrops adorn my clothing
and I wait, cold and sombre
for that sweet, sweet music
in the form of casual conversation.
If only it didn't have to end.
A small man, aged,
born with a smile.
But that smile is now fading,
and the lines in his face even out.
His heart rate slows
and his vision clouds over
as he carries on with regret.
For he was once happy,
until his owners,
with their smooth skin and ambitious eyes
worked him up and made him run
to keep up with their plans.
as he takes his last few steps
he looks back at them and sighs.
He can't turn it back, no one can,
and when he falls, they will surely fall too.
Amorous Directions.Love is a confusing thing.
It twists itself round corners
into the unknown,
weaving through other paths
and tying itself into a knot
that eventually the path must be cut.
Later on it forms again,
Fragile from yesterday's divide,
But still yearning to follow
the straight road ahead
that always ends with a U-bend.
But what happens when the path splits in two?
However much they try to interlace,
a bigger knot is always formed,
needing twice as much force to break off.
disintegrating as it should,
it waits patiently for the next medley of events
to shatter its path once more.
Love is a confusing thing.
Seasonal LoveOur love started young
way back in Spring.
Your radiance made me blossom
into bouquets of colour,
and it felt like something new had begun.
And then Summer arrives,
the heat of our love at it's highest.
We spend our days in the blue,
warm and alive,
like we'll always feel complete.
But soon Autumn will encroach
with it's leaves of red and brown,
falling to the ground
like your love for me,
eventually swept away as the skies cloud over.
And I dread when Winter comes,
when our past will be long forgotten
and our feelings will lie beneath white blankets of change.
You'll have disappeared
and my heart will turn cold.
You are my sun,
and I never want Summer to fade.
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