Jilted
a shiver in the night
beckons at the moon
yet never an answer in the wind
slowly most insipidly
a silence takes over from within
reaches deep leaving its touch of bitterness
while drop by drop a poisoned dart
tears scratching at the skin
till there it is gone
the smile the joy the warmth
that's just a memory
AP: Honorable Mention 2024
Posted on September 28, 2024
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