L’amour de Ma Vie

You grasp me by my shoulders

the softest eyes masking the hardest words—

“I’m sorry.”

I writhe beneath your touch

but it sears all the way to my core

the torrential rain is here

and there is no refuge

do You think I could escape it?

do You think me so tall?

do You think me so strong?

 

the retreat

it unfolds as clear as post-storm sky

yet it is upon us, sly as nightfall

You want a piece of the wreckage

what for?

to hold as a keepsake, dear to your heart?

Sarcasm.

my tongue is not mine, the devil’s caught it

the distance between You and me

expands as if God spoke,

“Let there be land!”

 

it’s foggy like in a dream

an afterthought in the midst of lies

that I have no refuge

on this side of the divide

what of my warranty?

You said.

but love, the flood uproots

even the most faithful of vows

and I would,

I would be swept away in the current

along with everything mine and yours

but for the postscript of my farewell letter:

“I miss You.”

and like a stray stream of water

returns to her mother river

I inevitably find my way across the divide

and back to You

L’amour de ma vie

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5 thoughts on “L’amour de Ma Vie

  1. very nice- you’re quite a skilled writer. (haha clever “the erratic sans the erotic”) and I’m a fan of the whole vulnerable blogger thing (minus the underwear size, of course ;D )

  2. Pingback: I’m Never Good Enough « Rebecca Cao

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