Without Question

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Feeling fear in a relationship
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The sand has stuck together my eyes, as
I wash tender insect wings from my hair
with brown water.

The incense of your candle brings me to this wall
as scraps of white paper leave me now
for the dead branches of this wind.

I haven't any other promise, now that
my nose is full of blood and I can barely
hear the brushing of tongues in the concrete light.

Clarity. With my eyes closed in this blind love
I detect every pattern, read the truth from trees
and the green shoots in my veins.

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10 Comments
Rowan_ORowan_O11 months agoAuthor

Thank you, Anonymous.

AnonymousAnonymous11 months ago

Beautiful, thank you.

Happy now Kat? Anna W.

GayKatGayKat11 months ago

Wish We Could Give You More Than 5-Stars..

Hallo Rowan!

I agree, Love is Blind, and if you think revenge will be sweet, your wrong... for me getting revenge just hurt everyone, including myself all over again,,, yes!

The Black Queen and Gay Kat..

💋💋💋

GayKatGayKat11 months ago

Wish We Could Give You More Than 5-Stars..

Hallo Rowan!

I agree, Love is Blind, and if you think revenge will be sweet, your wrong... for me getting revenge just hurt everyone, including myself all over again,,, yes!

The Black Queen and Gay Kat..

💋💋💋

Rowan_ORowan_O11 months agoAuthor

Thank you Paul. Love is blind? Sometimes, so.

Rowan_ORowan_O11 months agoAuthor

Thank you, Willow. Things do connect!

Paul4playPaul4play11 months ago

Immersed in the pain of life we grow through love, even though the path forward may need to be followed blindly…

Willow50bifWillow50bif11 months ago

The gut punch of love, or the fear of loving someone, or if they will love you, and looking for answers in the things around you. Wood nymph.

Rowan_ORowan_O11 months agoAuthor

Thank you my love. My wife! You are always the first to respond! I love you!

PixiehoffPixiehoff11 months ago

Another beautiful and evocative poem my darling xxxxx

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