We don't talk anymore. Whether it's because you're hiking different cliffs followed by almost children, or because I'm too aware of the threat of your sex to what I need most. I don't know. But we don't talk anymore. I admit, I still wonder about the path you stood by and offered to me with … Continue reading We Friends Don’t Talk Anymore
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Paint You Away
You were right. You're heart only beats, and there's something miswired in your soul. Black as you were, and still are, I remember you. And scratching at the surface with my pen to understand I paint your picture. Every dark color and nasty need. The way you pounded on the ivory keys, fooled to think … Continue reading Paint You Away
Love is Not a Boat
I don't like you. Yet how commonly is my adoration called upon to sooth your troubled waters. You set sail without me, and I'm happy. I wanted no life on turbulant seas, but why do you call? Echo for me to give you--not a life line. Not another boat or to call the life guard, … Continue reading Love is Not a Boat
Author T.S. Lowe 