Thursday, January 28, 2016

Wilting Words

Every sentence haunts me like a faded rose on your lips 
That time forgot but memory refuses to forgive.
As every wilting word diffused the breath of deception 
Cloaked by the scent of calculated charm, 
I revelled in the beguiling perfume of your smile.

The shadow of your careless whispers sheltered me from the fire that bled 
In the decay of innocence, 
But when the bitter embers subdued and I sought a warmth
Constant from the sun, 
It rose and showered me in delusions. 

Paralyzed in the dampness of my own hopeless optimism 
I search for the path, 
Praying your springing steps will clear it, 
Afraid they will lead me astray.

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