The relationship unfolding with the oceanic tide
Good morning beautiful…
ladies, you know
when they taketh away
a pourposeful pain
reaching a point
unknown
the morning call,
for you
the night owl quiet,
boo
ghost, silence, nothing is new
there,
but really?
i do come to you
a chore, in the end
drop off the groceries
put up the cash
a fancy dinner
gifts,
my ass
family events
arm candy,
perhaps
the love of the heart
time is money
and no longer the greeting…
freeing.
but love,
what is that
The Past Stays Here 