The newness
The shininess
The absolute beauty
Of
That special someone
Or
That someone you encounter
Who you believe will be
Someone special
Will tarnish
As the days slip by
No matter
How much your eyes
Are pleased
With their outer shell
And
Your mind believes
All will be
The same as the day
You laid eyes on them
They will corrode!
Like a coin tossed in a
Fountain of wishes
End over end
Sinking to the bottom
In time
The breakdown will begin!
Nothing can stop this
Natural proses
Of
Corrosion
On the coin or on the b...
Published on March 04, 2017 02:16