Fixed To Stick On Idle
And I...
Made a pact.
To get my life,
Back...
On track.
And still you,
Chewed me away.
And I...
Took all of that back,
To feel dismayed...
And from you I stayed.
To give you space.
And 'then' you appear,
Wanting me near...
Again.
But I'm not feeling it.
And 'then' you appear,
Just to let me...
See your tears.
Dripping with words,
Of missing me.
But my heart's now fixed on idle.
Without a throttle there,
To begin...
A re-starting.
Yes my heart's now fixed to stick,
On idle.
With hopes that someone else...
Will come,
With an interest to ignite...
My love.
And I...
Made a pact.
To get my life,
Back...
On track.
And still you,
Chewed me away.
And I...
Took all of that back,
To feel dismayed...
And from you I stayed.
To give you space.
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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