Lucky, unlucky in love
Her only crimes were
in loving too often and
always the wrong man.
Her only crimes were
in loving too often and
always the wrong man.
The chains which bind us
are words wrought stronger than steel
and twice as heavy.
Salacious sovereign,
with just a handful of words
you set me ablaze.
Errant emotions
refuse to settle down and
they plague me for hours.
Children’s fairy tales
hide grim stories and lessons
behind simple words.
Take a leap of faith
beyond the boundaries of
your safe little world.
Whispers in the dark
the last night you’ll be alone
waiting on angels.
Weary of the world
and searching for a meaning
behind all these tears.
The sky in my heart
appears battered and bruised but
the wind keeps blowing.
The color of love:
not a blushing crimson but
a wine-colored bruise.