He Is My Refuge
He asked me, “So what are you into now?”
While I was already envisioning scripts to piece
Inside my head,
With the silence in between his lips
Sketched like woven thread
My oh my, how he had no idea
That clairvoyance is my best friend
I saw right through him
Just how abstract light can transcend
Don’t just stand there and give me those
Desolate coffee coated eyes,
Please ask me a different question
So I can discard my next tragic demise
Because when you left me,
You suddenly took the words right out of my mouth
Leaving me with what I felt,
Words that I couldn’t articulate out loud
A devil in disguise, why didn’t you just walk away
My heart galloping a mile, crisis awaits
Better yet, maybe it’s best if you did stay
Take another sip out of the witches brew
Cradling your palm against the mug,
Yielding me with inflicted wounds
I recall a time we used to madly be in love
Cosmos that danced underneath our skin,
Synapses of replayed memories levitating above
Not one love is ever the same,
Unfamiliar faces pass and expired vows
Whispering directly in his ear,
“I enjoy poetry now.”
Copyright © Kristie Souanevichith | Year Posted 2019
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