Chicano Eddie Poet Free verse

To the Woman I Shared Six Months With:

“TO THE WOMAN I SHARED SIX
MONTHS WITH:”


when you talked to yours,
I talked to mine.
when you laughed with yours,
I laughed with mine.
when you kissed yours,
I kissed mine.
when you made love to yours,
I made love to mine.
when you said, "I love you," 
to yours,
I said, "I love you," to 
mine.

when you went to sleep alone,
I went to sleep alone.
that was when yours,
that was when mine,
became each other's.

when they talked,
we were the foolish.
when they laughed,
we were the stupid.
when they kissed,
we saved the taste 
of our lips for them.
when they were dirty,
they perverted our love.

as their love grew,
ours slowly died.

as the owl kept watch over 
the pure,
the demons danced,
the demons played
and even though I only met 
you
on that defining night,
our eyes carried the same 
heartbreak.
we made our own memory.

our pain,
our tears,
our shouts to God asking why?
at the bottom of our murdered 
hearts,
we think back to those days
we thought love was real.
now, at this point in our 
timeline,
it is the very thing that 
breaks us.
our stupidity has given birth
to the beauty we now share.

to the woman I shared six 
months with,
I was with you and
we were never

alone.


By: Chicano Eddie
8-9-2016

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