Love He Sends

I get lost in that eternal longing
Like a lonely ghost haunting
Your words, your grounds, you’re all that I am wanting
The daily daunting
The nightly taunting
In circles, my feet towards you keep walking

Purgatory or desire
Cannot distinguish if purge or fire
The written wire
The lines drawn from hell to higher
A wanton vampire
From wish to liar

His blank canvas, or missing page
Off on my own in fits of rage
The way we age
Can’t face the stage
The chance to talk or just engage
Escape this cage

I’m trying to make amends
I make more enemies than I do friends
I’m sick of bends
How he pretends
How every road has more dead ends
Though love he sends

A modern day, elite rhyming poetess 💞

© Delia Ross. 2020

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  1. I would want you to get rid of those worries. Enjoy being you, enjoy being with the ones you love, and keep writing 🙌🏻👊🏻


  2. Well, principle remains the same. Your creativity is layered and with depth. So enjoy if you can the journey. You’ll make good things happen through your writing 😊

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