We love
to love
dangerously
In the company of anticipation,
impatiently
saying things like,
wait for me

A flicker now a flame,
that became
burning towards one another
the same
embers that destroy
any attempt to flee
no one ignites you,
like me,
says she

Long pauses
and withdrawal
longings
and belongings
strewn about our past
Yet,
they last

Inadvertent opinions
assumptions
by the plenty,
thoughts and dreams
that seem so real
for the way they feel

And still no one
to replace
the pain
nor the pleasure
no one has found
your trouble
or your treasure
like me,
says she

Mistakes
evolved
escaped into
misunderstandings
that enthralled
our curiosity
to believe
that we
were either
meant
or
to be
but definitely
a measure,
in between

A clarity,
one of us a drug
the other of us,
a fiend
a jones about this fix,
intermittently
but hooked,
nonetheless
on such this thing
and it’s obvious
like she says,
we can’t fight this,
this is need

So we play distance
like its free
meanwhile
paying a cost,
Everything
to be
the one
that got away,

like me.

-see

©2014 Cornelious “See” Flowers
@seethepoet