Almost

You and I, tried so hard to make us last, and we came so close, now didn't we sweet Babe. With love and laughter we fought and it worked for all those long years. Heart aches came and loneliness followed but strong arms can't stop the ache and sorrow. In early morning light the time slipped through our world like flowing candle wax in joy filled moments. Tears, they came, but we kissed them away and love remained. From dawns first blush until dusk faded in the night, as we held each other, our passion burned so bright at times it felt like the very air would ignite, but like the morning star that soon passes from sight our flame of desire flickered, filled with words of spite, as time meanders past and nothing feels quite right. The candle wax hardens leaving candle sticks stained with the pain of lost affection and new found fears, and our garden's flowers faded, withered and curled. Now lying beside you leaves me breathless and cold, a wickless mound of wax, no more love do you hold. Through years of devotion the doubt lingered, we were too different, you and I. I could not be what you needed though I promise that I tried. Gone is the bright twinkle that lit your brown eyes and like your smile now our us is no more.
04/15/2018 Two Etherees split by a Modern Sonnet (Very loosely Iambic Hexameter -not Alexandrian- with a unique rhyme scheme).
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Breidenthal Avatar
May 28, 2018 at 5:18 AM
Precious and super spectacular verse. Love the shape that this poem makes. Creative and I'm speechless...in a good way of course! -JWE
Inman Avatar
May 28, 2018 at 7:20 AM
Thank you for your visit and the kind comment JW.
Sands Avatar
May 19, 2018 at 1:14 PM
A beautifully created poem and expressed so well. It reaches the reader deeply :)
Wolf Avatar
April 29, 2018 at 8:44 PM
I'm with Line: WOW! Very, very impressive work of art. As much art as poetry; as much poetry as art. The combination = Something bordering on Perfection. Ars longa; vita brevis! Bravo! ~ Gershon
Inman Avatar
April 29, 2018 at 9:32 PM
MY Gershon, each comment I get from you is better than the one before, please keep reading my head is swelling quite nicely, LOL- just joking. You might be interested in knowing this did not even place in the contest I entered it in (the contests themselves are only interesting to me because of their inspiration and exposure. I like finding out what others see in my poems). Thanks for sharing a few moments with me tonight.
Rose  Avatar
April 25, 2018 at 8:51 PM
Love is a double edged sword at times. You shaped the story nicely, too bad it had to end.
Inman Avatar
April 26, 2018 at 12:58 AM
I'm sorry to say everything ends eventually, in one way of another. All it seems we can do is hold on as long as we can and appreciate the beautiful moments.
Gauthier Avatar
April 15, 2018 at 11:41 AM
Wow, James. What an impressive work of art you have created. Congrats on this beauty.
Inman Avatar
April 15, 2018 at 11:50 AM
Hi Line, thank you for the lovely comment.
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