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Letting Go
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I'm happy you enjoyed it!
So wonderful. I love the words you chose and the flow of it. Each word stabbed at my brain with the pain that anyone who had ever loved, feels.Well done.
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I know not why our spirits were pierced
and hurriedly tied together
when there were countless other prospects,
a field of blooming combinations,
each petal bending toward the guarded light.
And my ignorance is king
when I stop to ponder how
our rope unraveled
and dropped us back into a world
where the spring of man
had sprouted between the cracks
and taken hold on these shifting walls.
Doesn't that kiss belong to us?
The one lovers stamp on each other
when gazing at the Pacific from our
shadow on the pier?
Isn't that laughter echoing from the heights
of the Ferris wheel a product of theft,
wrongfully lifted from our lungs
and jubilantly exhaled from a couple
too young to recognize their cruel display
of blindness and indifference?
To get to the marrow of it,
we need only to witness the dancers to our song.
Oh how their feet drift on the wings
of united hearts...all while
our unfaithful tune plays on without end
or remorse for any ex-lovers who cross her path.
The broken ones feel our ache.
They too remember the beats and chords
that swept them from life's struggles,
and into the arms of an infinite domain.
There were no boundaries in that heaven.
No gates. No doors. No eyes save the
pair that had fixed onto their vulnerable core.
I miss those eyes.
I wonder where they went, why they fled,
and what they see now?
Are they in my same industry,
the business of washing memories?
Of letting go?
(c) 2013 by Vincent Lowry