Your Abandon

Years ago, you found me grounded with wings afraid to fly. Toting smiles and truths of note, you paused to view my sky. Was soon that I thought once, and you concurred twice, that my wings and you could be a mutual, enjoyable device. Years confirmed our intangible wares of mutual shares. Even our highs and lows sighed with prized visual cares. My concern never grew for thunder so I did not feel around, poke or peek under shutters for scored, lightening blunders. I saw no clue stains for panic in any cracks of tragic. Then, at my joy’s peak of romance’s security streak, you turned cold and scowled, ice water endowed. Stayed confusion hovered in my same daily clouds as your words and actions rose into caustic attacks. My full tears left clear tracks, but my world swirled black. Trapped in walls you built, my once full heart spilt as your cold face scowl wilted me with its cruel tilt. Sob-shaking as my hopes darkened atop pain’s quilt, I fetal position fell into your designed stitched weave. Your shoes sounded a content retreat with their final leave. My shivers then surged deeply cold, broken and exposed. My mind fumbled for any fantasy to forge a stronghold. I trembled from endless pains as I tried to recall my bold. I desired your memory to fold in vague bits of opaque flakes to then soar my ache far above my love-mistake heartbreak. ... CayCay Jennings 6-14-2018