Last

Too much to savor

Too much to grasp

So much for loving

It was too much to ask.
Blue bells hanging over head

So much betelling 

what’s left unsaid

Going over and over

Inside my head.
Sweet flowers to soften the blow

In such pretty words 

Your vengeance did you sow

Telling me what I told you once

Eye for an eye

It hurts like a lance

But all I ask 

Is for one more chance 

Let me love you

And let it last.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s