Fading Foolishly
Weeping petals made of roses
Soft like your smile
Foolish am I for waiting
While you haunt my heart
With insincerities
Smothered by silence
Crumbled is my desire
Thirsting for the river
Glistening like silky flesh
Of the only love I know
Caught in its own end
Hanging across a barbed fence
Hurtling through corridors
Dulling slowly
Fade to black
Copyright © Marylouise Goguen | Year Posted 2005
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