- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Torn Picture
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Torn Picture
Twenty pieces, a puzzled picture,
Shredded to make my life.
Each chunk of image reflects a glimmer,
A frame of pain and strife.
Together formed some distant memory,
Once true to what I knew.
Now separated to make you happy,
Change me to be like you.
Twenty bits of shard, that held,
Beats within my heart.
I gave you now you're holding,
I'm scared to be apart.
Formally a seamless portrait,
A smiling face with a summer's day.
Resting in their rough edge fragments,
Through the winter their ashes lay.
A smile of glee, your sparkling eye,
I still remember you.
Thankful just to be with me.
Trusting, loving and true.
Sand beneath our feet,
A cloudless warm and sunny sky.
No doubt, fear, bad thoughts or questions,
To you I'd never lie.
Twenty pieces or one,
What's it mater?
Left to decompose.
A memory of a time long gone,
Forgetting that tragic pose.
Now I can't remember that person,
I'm broken into two.
Left here with a torn picture,
All in faith for you.
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