Ribbons and Bows Fantasy
Ribbons and bows tied to the flames
rose and scorched joy with scars mundane.
Two sick hearts arched in pain’s red stain.
No love to come would be this same.
Now, new fire crackles your sweet name.
I strain for your vision in vain.
Sadly, I feel our love lost aim
inside the youngness of youth's game.
My dreams tangle yesterday's chain
in today's now for love's sweet gain.
Ribbon and bow mementos maim,
treasured pics and trinkets cause pain,
but fantasy love has no strain.
I need our love’s ash-formed refrain
to stay away heart breaks strict reign.
Daydreams dance for us in my brain.
December 18, 2016
Copyright © CayCay Jennings | Year Posted 2016
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