love's blank verse
Your line is drawn at dusk,
At dawn it's gone and considered brusque.
I won't stop screaming at the top of my lungs,
until you spread your venom on my tongue.
Objection and Rejection,
makes my skin thin and my heart thick,
which really only means this hatred was quick.
I only now noticed and realized this,
nothing will ever be solved by a trivial kiss.
Your touching hand, cold and brief,
only causes me a little of that horrid grief.
The brisk spinning sensation is now at an end,
and now, right now, there is no more to mend.
You are no more than a false step,
I'm no more than a horrible wreck.
You're leaving urgently out the doors,
While I'm still crying on these floors.
It's fine, it's all over now.
It's fine, everything is done now.
