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    I peak
    through the frost covered
    windows of your soul
    into a dark room
    where your passion for me
    lay spent
    in a flaccid embrace
    all the while
    a mirthless mask
    inhabits your face.
    As we remain betrothed
    in name only
    neither one abandoned yet
    but altogether lonely.
    And love
    far from accurately describes
    the tattooed sorrow
    etched in our eyes.

  • #2
    Frosted Windows is a beautifully expressed poem, DWAYNE. Very sad and poignant. Thank you. Monica

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    • #3
      Thanks Monica.

      It harkens back to a sad phase of my life.

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      • #4
        Thank you.

        I agree. Sometimes, subtlety is more powerful.

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        • #5
          Made my heart ache reading it.

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