if it's not love

if it's not love
	what has it become

once, we were the ones
who left the others in awe
of our passion, our nearly lethal dose
of lust and complete abandon
now, the linens are barely ruffled
the room smells of soap and softeners
our days are spent in silence
in the worries of the world that 
has stolen the souls of lovers 
gone before, gone forever
if it's not love
	what has it become


C2023 Thomas Lee Rhymes March 30, 2023


( with apologies to Kieran Kane, Dead Rekoning. )
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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March 4, 2024 at 9:46 AM
Thank you, Lacey. I hope you'll view my next ones. Thomas
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March 2, 2024 at 1:34 PM
Thomas this is an incredible poem. A hard question to ask and even harder to answer. Thought provoking, disquieting and intense. I love it.
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