Monday, October 8, 2018

Unforgiving Pain



The repine of trodden guilt
bounds thee with groping blame,
an open scar was worn in familiarity
like some helpless victim,
direful affliction awaits thee
whilst midnight summons
thine own melancholy,
visaged this moment where viridity
raptured every endured godly moan,
and every inch of your opaline skin
moistened with subdued  kisses
as you christened every sheet
with your unforgiving ceaseless love;
yes, the news brought me to tears
the day you went away to the vastness
of the unknown, for we love and
then we depart. 

- John Hardesty 

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