Underneath the smiles
Lies a heart blown by weather.
She thought you a friend.
Underneath the smiles
Lies a heart blown by weather.
She thought you a friend.
With my heart breaking,
You visit me this evening
Tenderly again.
Skin thin as paper
Folded on my mother’s arm.
My heart breaks with love.
White mass on your brain
And you, brother, far away.
The pain sears my heart.
Vivaldi’s second
Spring, sadder than the season,
Evokes this soul ache.
September city sounds,
Crickets, rhythmic thunk of ceiling fan whirring crooked,
Distant dog barking.
Encouraging them to bury the words
This conversation is done,
I realize futility.
Acid burn.
Suddenly all changed
After months separated —
Promises broken.
Constantly apart
Savoring only moments
Together in love.