Constanza
I don’t need the flowers, vases
Sure they’re pretty on the table
But they’re proof we live a fable
Trips to warm, exotic places
Could bring the love that we let go
Back to us; we can take it slow
All I want are your embraces
Let’s try a few, to remember
Where we were, just last September
I know you’ve been other places -
I’m asking you to give them up
A year’s gone by, a year too much
With them around, I am faceless
Please try to see me, here, instead
Rekindle this love; leave their beds
I don’t need the flowers, vases
Trips to warm, exotic places
All I want are your embraces
I know you’ve been other places -
With them around, I am faceless
8/31/12
Copyright © Black Eyed Susan | Year Posted 2012
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