Treasure Island

Terri Louise


No Love Lost Here


Through my mind your words do play, every second, every day,
And these vines they wrap and tightly bound, around this soul a choking sound.
But here I stay with no escape, refused resistance, pressured nape.
Whilst in the distance, someone plays, mindless games, unknown betrayed.
Denial is strong and grips her tight, she won’t see me if she plays at night.

A story woven, between us two, you kept us separate to keep it true.
And this web was weak, an easy break, but still we guard it, too much at stake.
Her passion soft, mine like fire, a novelty now, that you soon will tire.
And aware am I that the end is near, and she knows I'm true as you kiss her fear.
You sooth the cold, and drag me in, towards deceit, this surrendered sin.

When all is gone, I sit alone, imagine you with her at home.
And in my head, my thoughts do play, and taunt confusion, my want to stray.
But now false feelings feel so true, I crave the wrongness of me and you,
Desire to run, through woods and trees, get tangled in the thorns and leaves.
But forlorn and lone I walk through sands, deserted passion, abandoned lands.

And now I wonder where you went, forceful feelings now absent spent.
You left me short to go alone, and those lonely nights turned my heart to stone.
So when you called, to reel me in, I faked response and played with sin.
The bitter taste that left me cold now raised its head at feelings old.
And now those vines that held my soul filled up my presence and mock my whole.

Submitted: Sunday, January 05, 2014
Edited: Monday, January 06, 2014

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  • Roseann Shawiak (1/5/2014 4:28:00 PM)

    Very intense poem indeed. Kept me glued to every word - excellent expression once again, of a part of life through love.
    It's truth and lies always embedded in it's false love - it's mockery. Love your poetry. RoseAnn (Report) Reply

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