Disturbed and Twisted Stranger
Your unique colors once flashed light’s perfection inside my dark
and with ecstatic presence you erased all the gray thralls in me.
In our arms, through our words and shared actions, our love merged
and returned fulfilling, stirred and deserved barrier-free years.
Now, you have spent months tinted as a disturbed and twisted stranger.
Nowhere did we swerve, no defining change occurred yet you blurred.
You will not converse or explain, but sadden me by abandoning me to nurse
this coarse pain you randomly construed to be my forced companion.
Ignoring me and my kiss, my pleas fall infirm, like harm-rinsed germs
that you disarm without remorse or rain clouds for the ache of my storm.
My amassed and treasured love depths have collapsed apt strength.
Numbly, I hear the echo effects of our shared dreams retreating steps.
July 30, 2018
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