Between Extremes
(this is supposed to be syllabic verse, but there's not any selection for the form)
I teeter at this moment
between wanting to touch you
and just walking past by you
not looking back, forget you.
A blanket of cloud hovers
even the sky now teeters
between spreading light to all
or shrouding the earth in dark.
Often I love to linger
choosing quiet solitude
then suddenly I worry
that loneliness might catch me.
I live my life in extremes
blurring emotions into
unclear hues of loves and hates
mirror collage to taunt me.
Copyright © Josefina Costales | Year Posted 2015
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