Quiet Times
quiet times while lost in deep syes,imagination
forces me to wonder off with waves of an ocean.
will I ever see you again? never thought the stories
we read together would come to "the end" even though chapters
are as long as years , I've lost you within the blink of
a moment.
where do I go from here when trust is now excluded
from the mathematical equation?
I once gave you my sacrifices. I once gave you my heart
and then I once believed you was the woman for all along
that I was waiting.
moving on feels like moving mountains.
for you I was willing to reach a peak but with her,
ice caps always became a waters fountain.
Copyright © Mark Brown | Year Posted 2016
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