Abort

People see what they want
Written words seem to haunt
Tossed about there to flaunt
The way his silence makes me daunt

The way the spiral loses gain
The way his tether’s locked to chain
The way his feet are in refrain
The way his messages still reign

I have circled ’round the Earth
Until him I had no worth
Loving him through this rebirth
I hope my pain is not his mirth

So his name I’m calling forth
Keep the compass pointed north
His whole heart as my fort
So this love we can’t abort

© Delia Ross. 2020

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