swingline

Withering Lows

 

Their love was never possible

It could not allowed to be

So deceptively decant

The way the beach eats the sea

 

Amist the fields of  flowers

Where no one would ever see

He stripped her heart so bare

She begged him willingly

 

Exchanging dangerous glances

It made her heart to race

He consumed her every thought

They made it do in haste

 

But their days began to narrow

The path became unsure

Deceit flared out it's nostrils

For their lust there was no cure

 

The parting was barely  visible

She went about her way

He chose the other path

That lead down to the cay

 

She sails in luxurious ships

He sits in a craber's shack

They both turn their shoulders

Always looking back

 

Their love was never possible

 

 

Comments7

  • Michael Edwards

    Ah sad - god write S

    • swingline

      I hope you meant good , I'll never make that claim . Thank you Michael
      Edwards for reading .

      • Michael Edwards

        Yes meant well - sorry I missed out the 'o' - bit prophetic methinks

      • Goldfinch60

        Good emotive write.

        • swingline

          Thank you Goldfinch60 for your time to read and leave a comment .

        • orchidee

          A fine write S.

          • swingline

            Thank you orchidee for reading I always appreciate it .

          • Diamond

            A nice story, of emotions, haste and repentance.

            • swingline

              Yes sometimes we don\'t know what we\'ve got til it\'s gone . Thank you Diamond for reading .

            • WriteBeLight

              Reality finally sunk in, I guess. Great story swingline.

              • swingline

                Thank yo WriteBelitell for reading .

              • ephraim crud

                i can hear Kate Bush as i read.

                nice one, swing. :)

              • swingline

                She dances good too . I love the early Kate Bush , Never For Ever , Lionheart , The Dreaming , Hounds of Love . Thank you Ephraim .



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