Yield

Fay Slimm.

Yield.

 

When hearts have mingled

in clandestine passion,

when lips have surrendered

to whispered asking,

sweet words are remembered

but never forget

that promised dependence

yields place to debt.

  • Author: Fay Slimm. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 10th, 2022 02:48
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments4

  • orchidee

    I yield, and give in, surrender, lay down my life (no need to go that far, you're just being a drama queen, says Fido!) and say:
    Good write Fay. Not that anything was stopping me saying that in the first place. lol.

    • Fay Slimm.

      I am honoured dear Orchi and over whelmed - - - thanking you warmly for this fun- comment on Yield.

    • Neville



      I bow before thy mighty pen dear Lady Fay .............. and true .... x

    • Morwenna

      Some sweet memories here - especially when there was no promised dependence and so no bitter after-taste!

    • L. B. Mek

      or at least we hope, so
      but
      even in that hope, their
      is yield
      and as for debt, until
      acknowledged
      only exists, in our
      rear view mirror realities
      while we
      were gifted our own two feet
      to traverse our fates...
      (wise words, dear Fay
      and I'm drawn to that image
      especially its horizontal, significance
      'equality' as a life policy
      to love's empowering
      shared-independence, mentality)
      thank you!



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