What should be said?

Words of desire carried by the wind slowly flutter to the ground like leaves in autumn

Winter’s sonata waft through the air eclipsing the mellifluous rhythm of eternal bliss

Was it wrong?

She locked horns with Mother and Son in their wily games of love

Unexpected love blossoming, obscuring the path of single blessedness

Sparring stances dropped for an embrace, a kiss and whispered sweet nothings

The Queen triumphed with her ancient rules of engagement

Where to now?

Suspended in time, she floats like driftwood cast away at sea

Memories slip like sand through her hands

Fiery nights have long since dimmed, icy fingers tiptoe around her heart

Love has slipped through the cracks

She half-turn to look at you, but you’ve long since gone


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