Worry not.
I want not love from thee.
Not for thee or me.
I have moved on.
I did so long ago. 

You are a written word for me.
Remnants of once love.
Now left.
A role in words constructed.
From combined love.
Poetic passionate imagination.
Pure poetic inspiration is what you offer.
What I take each day.

I care not myself.
For the man who so scratches.
Just because I write such words.
Flown as migrating birds.
Flew away to find the sun.
To discover from her words of passion.
That what we had is gone and done!
Well and truly out of fashion.

VVV..Glory to poetry!

By ladylivvi1


© 2013 ladylivvi1 (All rights reserved)



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