Love's Dimension
Love, measured by decades,
casts its shadow
on the imposter,
couched in glamour,
sliding toward a precipice.
Love, matured by trials,
uses its strength
to stand above pretense,
wandering in the dark,
unnourished before its glorified mirror.
Love, marked by sensitivity,
hears what isn't said
during thunderstorms of stress,
listening for dripping of pain to mend,
while the mimic chatters about itself.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
