Everything is perception.

Have you ever had a time where you felt one thing, but that other person felt the opposite? I wrote this poem not quite recently but recent enough. Perhaps you’ve had a similar situation yourself.

One-Sided Romance

Your eyes were…

Green goblets of rogue gentility.

Your hands were…

a stroke of kindness that nourished a lonely soul.

Your words were…

A mime written music scale because silence was best.

Your lips were…

So close to mine; a whispering breath away.

Your heart was…

Held by another hand.


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~ by poetofmidnight on October 6, 2012.

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