Heart--Breaker
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I feel your unrehearsed pauses---
the rustle of a blue shirt in leaving
a tangy ache your lips make,
holding back collected words.
This rendezvous is a slow-fire quiver
while the ending has it's own interment;
and outside, our named tree
wrestles with an insolent night...
dew against my eyes, dry mouth
licking an estranged bite that reminds me
of your frivolity . Until whispers
become hollow but solvent like a thirst
from a weltering breakwall.
So it is with discovery,
the trails of affection is never mine
as I call you wearily,' O heart-breaker’,
while banging shells litter on the dunes.
There is still much to learn about
young passion... needles upon my chest,
losing you from sight like a migrant breeze of time,
for a woman so fragile at nineteen.
2/11/2017
Nicola Bryne’s You Broke My Heart Contest
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2017
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