one night...

In the quiet darkness

of the sad uncaring night,

sleep crept in gently -

unusually slow and late -

pillow its wet companion.

we take for granted

We take for granted - 

the love that doesn’t hurt us. 

Seasons come and go;

come again, and we welcome 

them each time – shades of gray love.

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she knew

She knew the game. She now had a choice. She could choose to play the game or choose not to play it. When she didn’t know the game, she was trapped in what-she-believed-to-be real. And then, she discovered it was just a game. She cried. She laughed. Cried, laughed, over and over again. And then, she settled. She now knew the game. She recognized it. She wouldn’t be trapped a second time; in fact, never again.

the pink dusking sky
their old charm loses its edge

paling the fair face

 

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