by Marcia Middleton

Created on: November 17, 2009   Last Updated: November 19, 2009

This is the song of my soul

A discordant mixture

Of bravery and cowardice

Highs and lows tangled

Forming a barely discernible

Pitch of melody

He, a soft sweet high note

Sounding every so often

For him I forsake all

That has come before

What a mess we made

The moment lips touched

Soft capturing and releasing

A laughingly played game

Home ceased existence

Original birth had no claim

My greatest love no more

Rolling green waves tugging

Endlessly at my ankles

I have given up much

Everything for him

My claim of stability

Dually enticing and dull

With no surprises

No adjustment period

No real love

No meeting of the minds

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