Loneliness is a cold, steel blade
Cutting at the heart..
Not swiftly, so as to ease the pain,
But with a cruel slowness.
Creeping in uninvited
While the sun sleeps and the silence
is deafening
It tortures the soul and refuses to
stop
stop
Until it is dipped once again...
Into the searing hot fires of love!
Oh my peg. this one is so deep. what were you thinking when you wrote it?
ReplyDeleteWow. I love this one.
ReplyDeleteHard to understand this one peg but i like it. sam
ReplyDeleteSoothing. I like it.
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