Improvisations
And in conclusion...
You pretended too many times too long.
Too many times you claimed I was the one wrong.
And to me it matters not,
If that is argued until your lips drag and drop.
I'ved stopped my mental rendevous with you.
We've touched too much disgust together,
And we're through...dust busted.
Shakened up from the crusting rust.
This is what you wanted to do,
Since someone else laid their eyes on you!
Someone you trained to remain patient.
Sweeping you up in deluded imagination.
With unseen flings to chase!
Jealousy?
That act has been wasted!
How about a disrespect shown,
That others see!
A pride divided I enjoyed carrying high,
Until I stopped watching you mock...
Me and everything about me I am not!
Jealousy?
I wanted to dropp kick you then!
But common sense covered me...
Revealing you had none!
I'm not going to wonder,
Or try to remember back 'when'...
When all of this crap for us started to begin.
I am not the type to defend an excited action gone.
Or repeat to your satisfaction...
Add and not subtract,
Exact times I was wrong!
You get on this cycle and like to ride the nerves,
Until they are raw and ready to flair.
I recognized all movements you have disguised,
And overused with few to spare.
You pretended too many times too long.
Too many celebrated anniversaries!
And one too many of those
Left us cold shouldered
In romantic candlelight,
With flowers and wine...
And our own sad songs!
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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