Thursday, August 13, 2020

strings

no strings that held you to me
nothing that tied you here
just the pounding of my heart
resonating in my ears

the circle that forms around you
I've now stepped away from
moving left of your center
out of your peripheral zone

that blood red line you drew
traced from a heart that seeped
a fortress to be rebuilt
as love makes it's retreat
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Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

So beautifully written in perfect rhyming quatrains, but the message is sad "as love makes its retreat." You have a gift for this style of verse

Anonymous said...

Terrific poem my friend! Awesome write!