You And I

By a lovely lady named Tosha.

Everything I Never Told You

It was under the vodoo of
subtext that i fell under
your spell though you
would swear it went
back to geometry

Those were the nighrs
I felt like a heroine and
woke up branded and burnt
by your imaginary touch.

Then came the time in autumn
when I got caught in your
bramble and found out
you were ready for another

That was the day diction died
We read and spoke no further
You wanted what I could
not be.
I wanted what you could
never see

Still for a time the sun sparkled
over an open river. It beat hard
and true. Your thirst was
sate but yet somehow
not relieved by what you
brought with you.

Now I thank you for the tea, the
gift of your creativity, the
encouragement but let’s
forget the rest.

It was never about love
or soulful things
Although the allure of…

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