RETURN
She slowly unlatched the creaking gate
and walked the pebbled path once more.
She placed the key inside the lock
and opened wide the peeling door.
SEVERANCE
In dearth of good fortune
I shall now sever
degrees of connection
the choice is all mine.
LOVE GONE
As glistening teardrops fall in rain
With dampened hold on love’s desire
She slowly quenched my raging fire
My pleas were heard in vain.