an affair,
she knew of it well enough.
submissive to the darkest skies,
she obeyed.
pools of glass filled her eyes,
while an abundance of emptiness filled her heart.
she looked from below,
a realm of great joy roamed,
for her loneliness was then watered well.
he came home just to order her away
as she retreated once more
behind the cold walls of her own being,
sentenced to another agonizing eternity.
an affair,
you knew of it well enough,
for you saw yourself within her.
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Oh, My Sunshine
Poetryfor the sun continues to rise and set, regardless of the feelings it endures. [a recollection of the happy times, as they fade themselves into a melancholy sweetness.] © TototroInTheRain all rights reserved.
