Bittersweet Shards

By Damien Eames

bittersweet thoughts tinged with lace
i dream of lying upright still
talking to you without pause or pace
my tongue saying all, defying will

a lean forward- a move to act
a replaying of a dream I somehow missed
which created this; an emotional pact
i made from first yearning to be kissed

shards of sweet pain from purple lips spring sure
emotion has ripped me to my core
i never thought love would be so achingly pure
making my body feel heavy, but my spirit roar

bittersweet memories of a hopeless need,
i wake to find myself yearning still
to not to my tired spirit endlessly feed
these acting out of hollow passions, of unconscious will

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