You Never Knew the Words

I am left with the shadows of your memories ~the whispers of our past In subtle shades of grey they weave their sad, silent song In places where you no longer belong The journal of our memories have weakened and yellowed with age from tears that fell upon each forgotten page A story created with a weak, wilted love that ended all too soon Our walk took a different turn on a lonely, craggy road when you sold your soul to the world for nickels and dimes Your love was like a dying ember ~ never a burning fire with ashes of regret that fill my days The words of love's passion you never knew ~ never learned You never let me into your heart... The taste of true devotion you could not embrace leaving my poor heart jaundiced, so unsatisfied... so in need of healing and truth It left my spirit feeling like dried, desiccated clay on the desert’s hot, dehydrated floor with my soul seeping into the hard baked earth in layers of wretchedness... layers that will remain even after, scarring my soul leaving my weakened spirit wanting to pull down it’s shade Forgotten - left alone, like a candle in the wind… like a lone feather with love bleeding from it's quill ~ fluttering aimlessly in the breeze