Your mellifluous tone, honey drips from your tongue,
Like silk, promises slip from your mouth
Your affection ephemeral, ended before its begun
Polar opposites, my north to your south
Joy lost from love with such brevity
Sweetened words with no heart or hope
With realisation comes clarity
And a new inner strength to live and to cope
Saturday, 25 October 2008
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